Monday morning...

after a strange weekend.
Let's begin with Saturday evening, the plan was to go to La Flaca and watch the all important Yankee-Red Sox game. That is what I did---had a nice time, but the game was not close, and cityboy was impatient---time to go around 8:40, but where? Thus began cityboy's walk on the"new" lower east side---he found luxury towers on Suffolk, Norfolk, you name it. One of those blocks between Rivington and Delancey seems almost completely converted. Same with Clinton between Delancey and Houston, which features a new bar on the corner of Rivington and Clinton (It's big!) At Houston and Suffolk (or was it Norfolk?) cityboy paused to look at a another edifice for wealthy people..while standing outside a new bar across the street. The security person, a mild young man from the Bronx, engaged cityboy in a long discussion, first about the neighborhood, then about his neighborhood in the Bronx, which is very close to the Bronx Zoo. A good discussion, just what cityboy needed, since he was feeling kind of empty at the moment. Then, instead of finishing at another bar, cityboy went to The Bean, on 2nd Avenue and Third Street. Over a nice ice coffee, he read a couple of short stories from the  80's anthology that he was carrying with him. Then home via the R at BRoadway and 8th, so cityboy had walked from Grand and Clinton to Broadway and 8th with just one stop in between Good exercise.
Yesterday, first off was to see Crime and Punishment, a documentary about 10 black and Latino officers who felt they were being forced by their superiors in the department two harass black and Latino youth in the poor areas in the city in order to make money by summonses. Very strong movie made with a lot of guts---you really saw the hypocrisy of the the previous mayoral administration and also this current one (believe it!) Afterwards, several officers and others prevalent in the movie spoke---really liked that and admired those guys. Theater was about half black and half white, make of that what you will.
Then it was off to Soho rep to sit in the sun for an hour while waiting for a 99c ticket to Fairview. Not as hard as it sounds,; I had nice conversation with a woman who had come down from Harlem who teacher social work at Morgan State college in Baltimore. So we talked about Baltimore and its problems and waited for a possible chance to see the play. We did not get in---but for some reason the rep allows anyone on that line to buy two tickets---something that does not make any sense at all, and is unfair to those of us who waited. But actually once I knew I was not getting in, rather then hang out and watch baseball, I felt "smelly" and returned home, only to find that I was exhausted and I could serve myself best by staying home and listening to what turned out to be the Yankee massacre of the Red Sox on the radio. And that is what happened.
 Today I am tired, so I don't know exactly what the plan is for the rest of the day. Will report tomorrow.