today, first, the party to raise money for Sarah's project at the Bushwick Starr, It looks like there will be plenty of people there that I know. Then, over to South fourth to catch the what is left of The Greed Show, the spoken word and art show that the bar is having to in honor of the last Saturday it will be opened. That should go until late. A really full day. Tomorrow I may join my friend Ben in canvassing for one of the progressive democrats running against the machine in Brooklyn. Very important, but still trying to rap my head around it. Ultimately would like to support the campaign of Juila Salazar, but at the same time,there is flyering to be done for BAN. There are so many reforms in the system that need to be made. Lots of choices---so little time, and then how to combine that with my own vision of "liesure"? Not sure.I guess we just have to work it one minute at a time.
Yesterday, simply returned to the very hot and humid apartment after my session here, then met my niece Natalie at Irving Farms, the "high end" coffee house, where, despite its somewhat "uppity" vision (my opinion), you can sit and talk forever. And that is exactly what Natalie and I did; we had a good conversation that lasted about an hour. We discussed the problems she is facing in her career, an later moved to real estate in NY and its problems. I was able to teach her about the administration's hypocrisy re "affordable" housing. Then we returned to the apartment she is staying in with her husband Jarrett-and said our goodbyes.
Her presence here certainly galvanized my week. I met a lot of people at the two parties she was part of--lots of energy. She offered her support if I go ahead with the colonoscopy. That means a lot.
Tired after that, but it was early---not hungry until around 9--finally decided to go to Lansdowne Road, a bar where I am comfortable.It is kind of loud and sometimes seems to have a lot of testosterone in the atmosphere, but even on days my friend Mel is not working, I feel welcome there. The bar was not crowded, and while I had a nice sandwich (but should not have allowed the french friend to come with it) and watched the end of the Met game, there was not much conversation. Still, it filled up the time and was "relatively" inexpensive--got the 11 bus very quickly at around 10:30.
Interestingly, on my way there, I tried to get the 11 bus on Columbus and 61 Street. The wait was endless, so I walked south on ninth to about 48th street then south on tenth to the bar which is on 44th and tenth. Not really a hard walk---today, its seems like I could do it again easily. Is that a sign that I am really very well? We will see, I probably will report on Monday.
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