late Friday morning in the library. Already I have sent my brother Dave a birthday book---it is by Glenn Frankel and it is about the making of the movie High Noon. Think that he will like it---I have not read it---he is 70 this coming Thursday.
Rest of the week after Wednesday---the evening uneventful---went to Lansdowne Road to see my waitress friends, the twins, only to find out they were out that evening. So where to go instead? Headed to Standings, my favorite sports bar, and watched about three games there for about an hour. Had an option to see a movie at Anthology Film Archives that seemed interesting, but I passed. Left Standings, very little contact---got a small fried chicken thigh at the place on 2nd avenue and 1st street (delicious and addictive) and then began the long voyage back to my apartment. Was in no hurry and not too tired, so wandered west on Houston--stopped at a few of those Little Italy streets, and their brief extension north of Houston---some very interesting architecture on those blocks---what were they like 50 years ago? Who was there? Some factories and lofts, probably, very cheap and almost forgotten. Everything began south of Houston. Wandered past the Angelica and over to the 1 train---walked by film forum, remembered that one of my favorite students who just graduated, Isabel, lives nearby. Finally to the subway.
Yesterday---a lot of walking---picked up my check at Friends, then walked across town to the Whitney, in the hope of finally, after all the frustration, picking up a ticket to Sybil's piece on Tuesday evening. Did not happen---now they are sold out! Dealt with it very calmly, even as I explained that I was locked out of the web site for several days. Whitney people not that helpful---anyway, I suppose this just means that I will get on the standby line on Tuesday. Usually everyone gets in---should not be too frustrating---still annoyed that all this is happening. Nice to wander around the west village--lots of reading space around the Whitney, don't have to pay for it, might try it some time.
Had two sessions, then the day ended with the Friends party at Brazen Fox, an up to date bar on the strip of 3rd avenue between 14th and 12th. Said my goodbyes to many faculty members (this always happens) but I was struck by how many faculty members chose not to come. Usually there is much more "action" there---pretty staid last night. Left the party at 7:45, much earlier then I expected, grabbed a pizza slice--then debated the future of the night---found myself pretty tired (maybe from all that walking) took the w to 57th, toyed with the idea of a movie, but instead opted for coffee and ice cream from the sugar place on Broadway and 67 street-and headed home.
Was that good? Not really reading anything at this point---fell asleep, but had my usual sleep break around 2---it was a long one, after a few short ones earlier. Yes, I was sleepy, but wonder whether a movie, even in my tired state, would have satisfied my imagination and left me feeling a little more fulfilled. Always the conflict between entertainment and money--well, for the next two, maybe three days, I will be out pretty late seeing theater projects---that should satisfy some need.
Tonight going to ERS project at Bushwick Starr---not sure exactly what it is, but it cost five dollars, so I am going. Tomorrow Cindy Hopkins' piece at the Kitchen, and maybe a rush ticket for Indecent in the afternoon. Have to see it before it closes. Anyway, will report tomorrow.
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