Saturday morning....

experiencing a little bit of fatigue---probably a result of the five days of work at Friends that you did this week. Another day on Monday---will be fun. Still, on a day with no plans, until early evening, cityboy's body is tired. Maybe some food input would help
   No night life this week for cityboy. Every day, with one exception, home and rest are what was required. One exception was meeting Jen, who teaches Spanish at Friends, on Broadway and 102nd street, and accepting her invitation to have accompany her to dinner at a restaurant on 114th street and Broadway, right across from Columbia. First time that I spent a decent amount of time with her, we had a nice conversation about "things" in general and then wandered down a very quiet West End Avenue, where I dropped her off at her apartment.
  At some point in the afternoon, I will go over to the box office of Saint Luke's playhouse on West 48 street and try to buy a ticket for the 60th anniversary of West Side Story celebration. Many of the original cast, all in their eighties or late seventies are scheduled to be there. I feel strongly conncected to the event, since WSS was so dominant in my life from the years 14 to 18 ( and further) still, if for some reason they are sold out, I will not be devastated. Right now, my hunger to experience the cast and their memories is meaningful, but only a part of a very intense lifestyle. So we will see how this plays out.
  Later this evening, one of my favorite theater groups, the Assembly (they did the remarkable Home/Sick)  is having a get together for their actors and followers (I guess you could call me that) at a restaurant on Beekman Street in the financial district. I am looking forward to it---I have not been in that area for a long time. I remember in the late eighties, during my horse racing handicapping craze, taking the train to Fulton Street, then walking east to Water Street, then south of few blocks to the OTB parlor that you needed to $5.00 admission, but was a much more welcoming and civilized place then the normal OTB's In 88 and 89, I went their many times--had my greatest triumph---betting on a horse named Sunday Silence to beat a horse named Easy Goer---in the 89 Preakness. That seems a long way from where I am now; I experience some longing to go to Belmont Park to try my luck. (OTB parlors are no longer) but there are so many other things in my life now that are important, I can't really say where I could fit this in.
One more thing: I will call up the Long Wharf theater this morning to see if my ticket for next Saturday's performance of Small Mouth Sounds, that my friend Ben Beckley is in has come through. That means next Saturday I will be traveling up to New Haven. Much better choice to go next  week  then this week---Friends will be closed on Thursday for the Jewish Holiday, so even if I am asked to work on Friday, will be better rested for the trip. Tomorrow the plan is to try to get a free ticket to Measure for Measure at the Public, via the 12:00 lottery, will see how that plays out. But whatever, I expect to do my usual Sunday "hanging" at Cobra during the afternoon, and if I can't get into to Measure, will spend the later part of the day at South fourth. All good, let's see how everything plays out.