Wednesday afternoon....

think that I have completed my final day at Friends for the year. Relieved, there was a possibility of work tomorrow, but I want to be fresh and rested for the Graduation at 6, so no work is better.
Is this the beginning of a new world for City-boy? He will have much more time on his hands-so the question is, how will it be used (considering financial restraints). Not clear, will have to happen, meanwhile still involved with Friends via the Graduation---should be lots of good conversation at the reception after the ceremony, and then Friday, I should go to the Final Assembly---as I have been for the past nine years.
Saturday evening: At the Bushwick Starr for their psychodelic play somewhat about tinder. Audience seated on all four sides---a kind of hypnotic world created for us---although the externals---an ethereal world made for us, while Tinder quotes and other quotes about relationships were spoken---were vivid, inside I felt it hit a dead end. Also, I was not comfortable with the cast set up---four men and only one woman---I felt that counterbalanced the work a little too much. Still, got a chance to talk a bit to Noel, the Starr's artistic director---and met a few friends, as I always do when I go there.
Afterwards. lots of energy, fairly early---decided not to simply take the L back to Manhattan, but stopped off at Basik, a small, quaint bar near the Graham Avenue L station. Luckily, the bartender, Will, was someone whom I had known previously and so he was glad to see me. Stayed there for about an hour---one nice conversation with the gentleman sitting next to me, but nothing really exciting happened. Left, a bit satisfied---decided to walk a bit on Graham, say two blocks north, but then took the L back to the city.
 Sunday---the usual Sunday ritual in which I visit different neighborhoods in Brooklyn was abandoned---I found myself very tired by mid afternoon. Slept a bit---then strong enough to see the documentary about Wendy Whelan , the City Ballet dancer. Glad I did, it is an excellent documentary. So many issues about the dancer's life, the concept of intimacy for a performer, and the blending of that with real life, were explored. The dancer is extremely articulate, a bit self involved, but that would have to be, but she has a great sense of humor. Lots of other City Ballet people in the mix, and of course, with my background in Balanchine (courtesy years 68-83) I felt very at home with the world that Ms. Whenlan lives in. Left the theater very glad that I saw it---my mind seems to wander far less when I am watching a documentary, then when I am watching a narrative.  Finished the evening at La Flaca, where I watched the first half of the Cavs-Warriors final, and had a nice conversation with Tom, the bartender. Place was not very crowded, which made watching the game very palatable. Again, walked a bit through the LES before I took the subway home.
And that is it---Monday and Tuesday watched the senior project presentation at Friends, some really interesting ones.
Just made a reservation for Sojourners, the first part of a play about African newcomers assimilating in America. Will see it last day, so if I like it may not get to see the second part. But I did not want to take a chance committing to both. Well, we will see. Will report on all, soon.