Monday at the library...

first day not called at Friends since January 17. That means twelve straight days in cityboy's "marathon" which took up the past two weeks. So today starting at 5:30 I waited, but there was no call. Feel two different ways. On one hand, kind of like being "free" of the subbing responsability (will definitely return on Wednesday till the end of the week) ---on the other hand, a little annoyed that I have not been called. Always a two headed sword. But now to the weekend:
 Saturday night---as cold as it was, I was determined to see Get Out, which was playing at the new Sunshine Landmark on 57th and 12th. Luckily, I got a bus right away that left me off at 57th and 11th  (a massive amount of luxury building in the area) but even the block long walk to the movie theater was really cold. Bought my ticket---it cost $18.50---no senior tickets in the evening. Felt annoyed, but what the hell---I was there and this was the only place to see Get Out. Bar is in the front; theaters in the back---got a very "chintzy" faux upscale vibe from the place---then, however I entered theater 1, where Get Out was showing.
  Not so much a theater as a screening room---seats were large and comfortable, sight lines were amazing, and the print was beautiful. The toughness and intensity of the movie really brought me in, I am sure helped by the room I was watching it in. So there it is---is the extra money worth it, because the actual experience seems so real? Not sure---but I do want to go there again. Afterwards sat at the almost empty bar (it was around 9:30) and had a Pilzner for $8.00. Jennifer, the bartender was friendly---we had a nice talk----so I gave her a $2.00 tip. And then, believe it or not, I waited about 15 minutes for the 11 bus on 57rh and 10th. Fifteen minutes in the brutal cold! What is wrong with you cityboy? Well, I survived it---no real cold symptoms seem to have come from the wait. Yesterday was a big improvement in terms of weather---much warmer and no wind. Next trip to Landmark will hopefully be about me walking there and back.
Sunday, the super bowl day---knew that I was going to watch it at La Flaca---but what to do until 6:30, or thereabouts. Hate it that the game goes on so late. It is as bad as New Year's Eve. The intensity of Get Out made me not want to see a movie before the game (this would have been an easy thing to do) but then, where would I spend the time? Finally decided to take my first trip to Brooklyn in a long time. Good choice! The central library was closed, so I "hung out" at the museum next door. Lots of interesting painting to take up my time---went to the fifth floor, the "American" room. An interesting exhibit tracing American painting from before the revolution into the early twentieth century. Filled up the time nicely. Find myself generally interested in what I see, should give it more time. Finally, it was time to leave for La Flaca---took a group of trains and arrived there around 5:30---only an hour early. Gorged myself on about 6 wings---separated myself from the loud football fans who had come to shout at the TV, and watched carefully the first half of the game. A nice way to do it, and actually the game was very interesting. Bob, the owner, and his girl friend Kelly were there, and happy to see me, as was the super warm wait staff. They really are terrific. Left when first half was over, because I was tired--returned home and fell asleep--awoke to hear the final two minutes of the game.
  So that was the weekend? Tonight? A possible trip to Brooklyn will try to work it all out, report soon,,,