begins---long weekends, something I always look forward to, but filling up the time---that is a different story. Tonight I will go to Clubbed Thumb to see Ariel Stress' play---I have several friends and acquaintances in it. Should be fun---maybe some hanging out afterwards. Tomorrow's plans: not clear. I had hoped to see the Susan Lori Parks play at Signature--when I checked the web site yesterday, there were tickets available---now there are none, but it should not be that difficult to get some at the last moment---this being Memorial Day. What else? Not sure---two baseball games available at the Stadium---also, I have stated many times before, several plays that I could try to see. Movies? Also at least 5 of interest---though going to a movie makes me feel a little raw and restless. Then, of course, there is room for "adventure". What do I mean by that? Maybe some long walks in Brooklyn, if the weather holds up, some bus rides, or some new bars, that I could risk entering. Have been burning to go to one or two new ones, one in Greenpoint, the other, called the Evergreen, in deep Bushwick. Actually, last time I was at Standings, I met a nice couple who hang out there often. Have to figure it all out.
Then there is Monday. Is South Fourth having their annual cook out? I don't know, I have not heard from them. Usually an e-mail is sent out---this year---nothing. Can't imagine Memorial Day without the barbecue there, however maybe it will not happen. What then? Well, can still hang out, and then explore other options.
Did not work yesterday (as you know, since I wrote this blog), and ended up just going to sleep early. A long sleep, with a few wake ups, kind of grim, you might say. With nothing much in the tutoring world happening this week, could stay out really late if I wished---another possibility.
Flooded by options.
Yesterday took out the latest novel by Mary Gordon from the library---not really impressed after about 35 pages. To ease my way through the weekend, have just found to autobiographies that I will take out. One by Patricia Bosworth---who was a young actress in the fifties---interacted with the actors studio group at the time: Newman, Gazzara, Hingle, etc. ; and then the bio of William Daniels. Other remember him for his tv work, I was fortunate enough to see him play the first Peter in Albee's The Zoo Story. What an afternoon.
March 60: final year Bronx Science---a theater in the east thirties (yes, they had theaters there in those days) first Krapp's Last Tape, by Beckett---with a Canadian actor named Donald Davis---very moving, glad to see a Beckett play that had plot clarity---and then The Zoo Story, Mark Richman played Jerry and Daniels played Peter. Blown away by the whole thing---Jerry, and his angst, rage and non-conformity, became a talisman for me, during the next few years. Saw it again, a year later with the same two actors. Constantly amazed how Daniels had to spend so much of the play simply listening---and that he was able to sustain that. First encounter with Albee and his vision---now a long journey. While I was watching the short one acts at Friends on Wednesday, I my mind moved to another early play of Albee's called The Death of Bessie Smith.
Rarely revived now, it is his only protest play---very realistic, unlike any of those that followed, except has some seeds for Virginia Woolf. Yes, early Albee, my days in college, such a sense of discovery!
Well, back to the world of 2017---libraries are closed this weekend, so may not blog until next week. Will try to recount all of my "adventures".
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