my unemployment application for this year---always kind of annoying, but at least it is done. Should be getting my monetary declaration soon---I expect about $125 per week, a little less than last year.
Today is my birthday. Nice feeling---kind of straightforward, positive vision of life. Yesterday's voyage around Brooklyn probably helped---will discuss later.
Weekend: Saturday evening---as planned, saw the Charles Burnett movie The Glass Shield, which centers on a black police recruit in LA being assigned to an all white sherriff's office. A tough, brutal and amazing film, great performances by everyone---certainly of the four films that I saw last week, this has to be the strongest and best defined by far. Intense---never lets up, shows the two worlds, black and white. Burnett is a master film maker--he spoke afterwards in a q and a---a very unassuming man---told of a police precinct in LA in the sixties and seventies where black prisoners who were held were routinely abused and sometimes killed. Frightening! I left feeling very tired---movie was an intense nightmare, but I had to see it---it is etched into my consciousness. Had pizza afterwards---thought about hanging out, but fatigue was strong, so I returned to the apartment. Fell asleep early, and then of course, awoke about 12 or 1, feeling very strong but no where to go. This is the problem that arises when I get to sleep early--usually wake up in the middle of the night and find myself unable to return to sleep, with only my thoughts (and the radio, if I want) to dialogue with. I think that is why it is important to stay out later---I will sleep better..
Sunday: up early, read the news---did not want to see another movie (definitely not!) and simply took to my old "Sunday football travels" as yesterday was Football's first Sunday. First South fourth for free pizza, and some conversation, then Cobra, which was okay, then explored the new "Starr Bar" the bar that is part of the activist space on Saint Nicholas called Mayday. Beautifully furnished bar right across the street from the Bushwick Starr---no coffee as yet---surprised me, but as I was the only one there, had a nice conversation with bartender named Tara--she is a poet, so we had a lot of literature to talk about. Enjoyed the visit---then walked over to the salad place on the corner of Irving and Starr and had a nice salad---people who made it very nice there. Time to return to South fourth---walked to Wilson, and waited for Brooklyn 60 bus, expected a ten minute wait, it turned into about 40, finally walked to DeKalb (now pretty tired) and took that bus (it comes often, than God) to Broadway, then the J at Kosciosko to Marcy. 5 stops, a really short trip (about 7 minutes). Debated whether I should stop at South Fourth, but did, found my friend film maker Todd there, talked to him for quite a while---he has a sister who just graduated from Hopkins who has been struggling with cancer for the past year. Now she is cancer free. Tremendous compassion from me. A good talk---nice to consider him a friend. Only at South Fourth! Finally it was time to return home---a long journey in and around Brooklyn, but one where I found myself.
Today, after this: not sure, might go to Dixon Place to Little Theater---there work in progress evening--but maybe not. Want to keep it open for a while, Improvisation? We will see
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