down, surprising because I actually won $25.00 (actually $23.00) in a bingo lotto game yesterday, and I really did not spend very much of it, so I still have it. But..some kind of torpor has crept in. I think I am obsessing too much over my money situation---yes, I will have to draw on my credit, but this will be the first time in 10 months (I am pretty determined) and that will also be payed back. The amount of debt I am carrying is low---I don't like to say the money is there for me to spend, but even with the one or two trips I hope to take, it will not overload, Still, I seem to be going through this obsessive period, where I am weighing these issues, endlessly.
Last night---not sure of the "voyage", thought that I might want to catch an Alain Tanner fillm (I have never seen any of his) at Metrograph---but the trains were slow and hunger set in--so I proceeded to La Flaca. Not a great choice---the bartender there doesn't have a real connection to me--the waitress was new---and the bar was full, so I had to sit at a table. Maybe if the baseball game on had been less one sided (the Mets got their runs early and held on to them) ---I would have lost myself a little more, but it was, and so when I left, the sun was still out. Some fatigue, but far too early to go home. Finally I decided to jump on the M, and visit South fourth, always a meaningful option, since I know so many people there. And my stomach asked for a beer. So that was where I went---and the result---kind of uneventful. Eric, my friend the manager, was there---and there was a stand up night that was not an open mike, but the comedy that I heard fell flat---there was a lot of noise, and there was not a lot of conversation. So I left, around 9:45---at least I was tired, and I had not simply gone home after the meal at La Flaca.
So I am always faced with a choice--do I want to go to a bar that I have never been in before, that, on my journeys, looks like it might be fun, or do I want to go to South Fourth, or La Flaca, where I am a known entity. I will face somewhat of the same situation tonight---no plans as yet. Many new bars that I have been eager to try--one in Green Point, opposite the book store, one in deep Bushwick, by the Wilson Avenue station (that is deep!), one or two in the south slope that have looked interesting to me on my journeys. And what about Sunny's that very warm and friendly place in Red Hook, which now is open every evening. Oh God, life is complicated!! Hay, we could check out the Brooklyn Museum, which is opened late this evening---another choice.
The weekend is kind of set---on Friday there is a rally for a woman who died in police custody, when they would not give her her medication---this was three years ago, and then on Saturday there is a discussion at Bronx Documentary Center, that I should check out. I have not been there since the momentous forum about the killings in the south bronx precinct that the Center lives in. Also, Saturday is the party for MTop, the activist group in Flatbush that I believe very much in supporting. So it will mean traveling from Manhattan to Brooklyn to the Bronx, and then back home---a somewhat long commute.
You know what? Writing this blog has taken away some of my "torpor"---yes, putting words and ideas together is kind of fun. Will report on tonight's "adventure' tomorrow.
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