talking about the...

possible colonoscopy on 10/15 (that was not so hard to say, wasn't it) with my friend Robin, a doctor, whose brother died of colon cancer, after avoiding some changes in his bowel movements. She feels strongly that I should have the colonoscopy, although she realizes that her brother and myself are different physical entities. I suspect he drank a lot, or at least more than I have. Does that matter. All my other tests (blood and urine) came back negative. Does that mean I can disregard other problems? Lots of questions, still to be answered. And what if I am asked to work on the 15th?  Should I just accept the sub job and put off the procedure until later? Well, let's take it one day at a time, nothing else to do. I believe in the strength of my body; but that should not make me feel I can do without the procedure. Anyway, enough of this.
  This afternoon, will go to a meeting and represent BAN. Apparently another group wants to get all the protest groups together and plan an even larger and more detailed protest for later in the year. Should be interesting. After that, well there is another protest about a large apartment house near BAM, which is taking place a little after the meeting. May go there, depending on how things go earlier.
  Just made a reservation for the first part of the NAATCO presentation of the three Henry the Sixth plays. They really are my favorites; I savor that history with its ins and outs, and unstable kings, and ruthless nobles.That will be Saturday afternoon, the only structure so far that I have for the weekend.
For the rest, all sorts of choices appear before me. Too many to go into now; I would like to see the play at Jack, which would probably be either tomorrow or Saturday. Lots of interesting ball games to watch on tv as well. We will see.
  Yesterday evening, headed to Syndicated bar for the televised debate between the gubernatorial candidates. Very, very crowded; when I left about 40 minutes into the debate, I had to really fight my way through the crowd that had gathered there. I was turned off by the content of the answers, even the challenger, who I will vote for, was too "snipy" for me. I felt that staying for the whole debate would be a waste. So I headed east to Sweet Jane's the Ridgewood bar where they were having a trivia night to see if my friend Lindsay was going to be there and be my partner. It turns out she was not---still, in the hour or so that I was there, I had a nice time, the bartenders were friendly, I could watch some baseball, and the overall energy of the place was good. Left before 10, which meant that I could catch one of the last L trains leaving from Myrtle Wycoff. Returned home, tired.
 So, the weekend awaits---always find something sad about this weekend--the end of summer, the end of "hope" (hope for what, cityboy?) --well, let's go on.