cold outside....

the weather prediction is for a very intense storm staring late afternoon and continuing through tomorrow. Will this effect my three days at Friends? Will I be called tomorrow, or will Friends even be open tomorrow, if the weather is so bad? We will see. I had two possible choices for the evening, one, an event at South Fourth (discussion about the current political "events") or 2, a concert at Carnegie Hall, led by Daniel Barenboim, both Mozart and Bruckner. However, with the weather prediction, it might not be possible to go to either, so I just got a mystery out of the library (I very rarely read them) in case I am stuck in the apartment tonight. One other novel, the one that I am reading about Thomas Jefferson and Sally Hemings is really good, but if I am "trapped" inside the apartment, I want something that I can lose myself in completely, simply a "page turner". Looking outside the library window it looks deceptively calm, but on my ten block trip here a few minutes ago, the wind was pretty intense.
    Yesterday, after the library, I grabbed a roast beef sandwich at a  grocery on Underhill Avenue in Prospect Heights, then walked north to Fulton (an easy trip) and continued my way to Bushwick. Through an assortment of subway lines (too complicated to go into here) I arrived at Cobra Club just as the opening kickoff was happening. I remained there through most of the first half and then, though tired, pushed myself to South Fourth. Good thing that I did, had some good conversations with a number of fellow bar people, felt welcome,  and watched the first half of the second game. (both games were ultimately blow outs, disappointing because the teams, in theory seemed equally matched). A woman named Holly who lived about two blocks away, was leaving her apartment---she seemed like she was in her mid-thirties and informed us she had just bought a house in Bed-Stuy (she is white, by the way) The way things are now there, the house must have cost at least 1.5 million. How did she do it? I did not ask---but the gentrification continues.
  I left feeling satisfied, some good contact, stopped off at the Internet place to see how a few of my facebook comments were received and returned home.
 That's it, I will report about how and where I got through this night at the next post.