just when I thought that I had seen and heard...

everything, cityboy comes upon a new name for theater company, Egg and Spoon theater company.Amazing! What will they think of next? A friend of mine is performing in a group of their one acts in early September. Might be interesting, but then again....
  Yesterday, a restless afternoon (too much time) followed by a good solid meeting of BAN. More work done on the September 15 march. Cityboy's plan, when it was over, was to head to the Dive Bar on 101st and Broadway and "hang' with his bartender friend Brittany. But cityboy was tired, after the meeting and his stomach was full (chicken, yummy!) still, it was a little too early to go back to the apartment. So cityboy went to the Greek Diner on 23rd and 7th, ordered an ice coffee, and watched the Yankees obliterate the White Sox on the Diner's TV. A good way for cityboy to clear his head. And then? Home? No, the kid is restless. So cityboy embarks on a journey west---on 23rd street, past 8th, to ninth, past ninth to tenth---on the south side of the street are a really interesting set of brownstones, opposite the large apartments on the streets north side. Not much traffic which has its share of new buildings, finally cityboy reaches tenth, looks in to the Half Moon Bar (very mellow that night, but cityboy does not enter) and to his surprise runs into the High Line. Cityboy's only other voyage on that high strip of road was on a Friday afternoon, and the journey was very off putting. At night, the High Line seemed more human, less traveled, more "decent", a place where cityboy might gather his thoughts re this frenetic time. Once off, cityboy travels west on the last block of 23rd street, near Chelsea Peers, and what does he find? On the street's north side, several luxury apartments (naturally), where there once was none. Finally, it was time to return home; a long wait for the 11 bus (they run about every 20 minutes at that time)  was actually very pleasant (the weather had gotten a lot cooler by then)  and then the trip home in what was almost an empty bus. Time to go to sleep.
  It was not the night to socialize in a bar--instead the solitary walk and wait for the bus after the BAN meeting seemed just the right thing to do. Tonight should be different, I will try to go to Dive Bar on 95th street to hang with my bartender friends. It should be very crowded though. Before, not sure, will report on all (and possibly a movie to keep away from the very hot day) tomorrow.