here I am, and...

the transportation problem from Long Beach airport to my sister in law's home, has not been solved A few more phone calls to make---I have now compromised, and hope that I can pay around $56.00, a price quoted to me yesterday. I must have made about 15 calls, but either there are no shared rides from the airport, or the limousines want around$75.00. I suppose I could just get to the airport and improvise--all my public transportation inquiries on certain web sites come to nothing. One more phone call to make today-we will see how it plays out.
     Yesterday evening, went to Dive Bar to visit my friend bartender Brittany. She was there,but very busy, but I was able to join a group that was playing trivia--three young women, and that was a decent amount of fun. After the game, I had a conversation with one of the women, Kelly, and found out that she is a Special Ed teacher, near the library where I work with kids. We compared notes, then I found out that she was a musical theater major (amazing that they have them) at Wagner College--so of course, there was a lot of theater talk after that. She was not knowledgeable about the "downtown" theater, or Brooklyn theater world, that I know well,  and I promised to let her know when I thought something was playing there that she might find interesting.; After that, it was simply a walk back to the apartment, with a stop at Barnes and Nobles, as I tried to find a short story anthology that I might take with me on the plane. Arrived home and went to sleep.
    It is still hard to contemplate my trip or to put it in perspective. Again, it seems like I am entering into a netherworld---why? Maybe because it seems so cut off and separate from the one that I am living in now. I have lots of conflicting feelings about it---I make so many choices in my life; since I am the "guest" of my brother and his wife, perhaps I feel some of that control will be taken away from me. Anyway, will see how this plays out.
   The Yankees are playing an all day doubleheader against the Indians today, something practically unheard of at this time. That means one admission for two games, a fairly normal baseball happening during the forties, fifties and sixties but ,since  then has all but disappeared,  except in emergencies. The thought of going, after I leave the  library, is very appealing---for cityboy, a step back in time to the Sundays of his youth when he and a friend looked forward to spending six or seven hours at the ball park. Will I do it? Really no time block; I can get there as late as 4, and probably buy a cheap ticket.I can wander around the ball park, leave when I please, really does not matter.  Choices, choices---will probably make some phone calls for transportation before I decide if it will happen. Then tonight, the Metropolitan Opera movies that are on the Lincoln Center plaza is showing Roberto Devereux, the Donizetti opera that they performed a few seasons ago. I am very curious---I like the opera; I actually saw the opening night performance of it at City Opera in 1970, when Beverly Sills and Placido Domingo sang the leads. (Also, Beverly Woolf, a very under rated mezzo and Louis Quilico were in the cast) . A very exciting evening. Will I take that option. Should I instead seek out someone to discuss my conflicts with the weekend? As usual, will let it happen.
 I will report back on all of this tomorrow.