One day off...

maybe another, then a lot of work at Friends. Had a good (if hectic) day there yesterday---also two session, after the last one, I was physically exhausted. Interesting library that I visited---the one on 125th and Amsterdam, really nicely set up for kids---more of a community center then a library, which I think is very effective. Not that the one that I usually work out of is not. They care about the students as well, but this seemed very different.
  Saturday turned out to be very anti-climactic; no adventure at all---instead, after finding out that I could not get into the 5:15 showing of the Meyerowitz Stories (amazing, Lincoln Plaza was all sold out for that one) and seeing nothing near by that interested me, I headed home---and simply rested. Fall out from the two days before, I guess. I just lay in the darkness, listening to the final Yankee-Astro game. One great thing about baseball: if you know it, you can hear it on the radio, and enjoy it a great deal. That was my Saturday night, alternating between moments of drowsiness and energy, listening to the game, that, as most people know by now, the Yankees lost. The world series begins tonight--will follow it, but probably will not go out of the way to watch it---too many other interesting goings on to deal with in the next few days.
  Tomorrow, if I don't sub, will go to Jack to see Kip Talk, the variety show-forum that I have seen a few times. Should be fun, with many people that I know there. Today, depending on how I feel later, and on the weather (supposed to be serious storms this afternoon)  will probably go to the Dive Bar, and hang with my friends, bartender Brittany, and waitress Olivia. Maybe some trivia as well, but as I write this, I think--Wow! I would love to see a movie tonight! Well, who knows---the way things are now, everything changes in a minute. Or so it seems.
 Sunday, I definitely set out to just travel---and visit. No movies or plays; I wanted to be with people. So I spent the first part of the afternoon at Cobra with my friend bartender Olivia---very slow there, probably because sports fans can go to the Sports bars and watch one of many games---whereas Cobra just shows one. Nice and easy time---had a salad nearby--very important, as my stomach had imploded from the night before (too much cheese!) then headed to South fourth. Got there around 4:30---my friend Harlo was there with her dog Frankie---we talked for a while, also, Jay, a somewhat loquacious teacher who was raised on the lower east side (not far from the school that I worked out of in the mid-sevenities--PS 4, on Ridge and Rivington Street) who can be interesting but bloviated me out of the bar somewhat early. When I was at the school, I knew of the area as an all black and hispanic poverty area, he lived on the edge of it, and did not seem threatened by it.
  After leaving South fourth, i was hungry---thought it might be nice to go to Sweetwater, a restuarant in Williamsburg, where I had known some of the bartender-wait staff a few years before. I sat down, and looked at the menu---but just could not do it. Too expensive, nothing that seemed reasonable, so I excused myself. The bartender was very sweet about it, when I told her I would pass. Too bad, I have had some nice times at the place, but the prices are now just too much, even as the amount of work I am getting at Friends, makes me a bit more financially stable.
  All right, that is the story for now...will report soon..