spent the morning...

in the library "improving" draft of statement rebuking the gentrification article that appeared in the Daily News last Sunday. Proud of my changes, let's see how much of them are kept for the final statement.
Saturday night:off to Porto, the new play at Bushwick Starr. A wonderful work---the playwright has written a firmer and far more human work than the one that she wrote before. A great cast and especially my friend Julia---who creates a many layered, totally convincing portrayal of a thirty something "independant" woman, trying to figure out how close she wants to come to intimacy. Rest of cast exceptional as well. Found myself sitting next to three ERS persons and they were all very friendly. Mike and I had a really good discussion about the changes in theater for the past,say, thirty years, and of course, I go back much further than that. The play is about the difference between being with someone and being alone. Ironically, being alone is exactly how I found myself when I left the theater---I usually "hang" with someone when I leave the Starr, but this time I did not want to "leach" on the few people I knew there---none of whom I felt close enough to ask what bar they were going. Ended up at Pizza place for food, and finally watched some of the football game at Cobra---but no conversations. Returned home and waited for the next day.
   Sunday, began slowly, decided that I would try to see the Fever at the Public, the piece created for Under the Radar by my friend Michael and Abby. I knew I could not get a ticket, but figured if I got there early enough, I might get a cancellation. Apparently arriving at 3, one hour before the production began was not good enough---I was two away from getting in. Left feeling frustrated but had saved about $26.00---went to cobra for first part of football double header and remained there for the first half. Nothing really happening there, so switched to South Fourth, where the company was vita-and watched the end of this very exciting game there. Second game was also close, but frankly, one football game was enough for me---sort of played out---so I returned home.
  Yesterday, I would call it a "rest" day---remained close to the apartment when I was not in it. Heard many radio programs about the inauguration and the events and passions rotating around it. At one point, had simply heard enough, had to stop, but rejected a movie after a supper in the atrium, and returned home tired. I slept surprisingly well, which brings us to the moment now.
  This evening, another improvised arrangement---like to be near my phone so if assignment comes from Friends, can answer it immediately. Maybe I will return to the bar that I had a nice time in two weeks ago, on second and 20th, a little south of the school on second and 21st.
 Will report tomorrow or soon.