just purchased my ticket...

for tonight's performance of the monologue directed by my friend Flaco at the Bushwick Starr. That means I am definitely going out there tonight---still a little tired from the last few days, but felt strong enough this morning to plan the trip. It was cheaper to buy a ticket now; I was going to see how I felt later--but the deed is done. First play in about two weeks---I had hoped to see more, but have to pull myself together during the holiday. Still have not solved the "stomach" problem---will just have to follow it slowly.
  I was thinking that when I sub at Friends, and I get up in the morning, my whole body is focused on getting it together and getting out early---so the task energy, as I prepare,  is incredibly focused. On days where I am free---the body is not pressured to "get it together" so quickly---maybe that is why sometimes I feel fatigued. At any rate, I should be "good to go" for next week---I already have two work dates scheduled. Still wonder if in all the years I have subbed at Friends, I had a stretch of days as I had during the week beginning 11/5, and going to 11/16. It was total commitment with some sessions thrown in. With all my awareness about what is going on in the theater world in NYC, maybe it is just impossible to commit to visiting that world, so rapped up am I in the world of Friends. Let's see how it all continues.
  Yesterday, did get out and go to the Paris Theater (one of the few theaters now in NY with just one screen) to see the Callas movie. Brought back some meaningful memories---and it is always fascinating to remember this artist. The movie, for me, was a bit too much of a fan's creation. It left out some of the more complicated yet meaningful parts of her life---important information was withheld, and certain names that were important to Callas, and are mentioned in her letters or seen in her travels, like the conductor Tulio Serafin, who mentored her, or the tenor DeStafano, who was her partner in her sadly aborted tour in 74,  are left out. Paris theater is a strange place, perhaps the last remaining midtown first run movie theater from the pre rental days of the 70's. It is certainly a nice space to watch a movie (something comforting about knowing that only one movie is being shown in the space at a time) --a large majority of people at the 7:00 show of the movie were elderly---well, I guess that is to be expected.
  Left the movie feeling a little sad---decided not to go into a bar to eat---got some food at Fairway and went home---slept pretty well. Now the question is how to spend the time between now and my voyage to Bushwick (thank God the L is running this weekend)  since I have decided I do not want to be a spectator at anything else. Well, will report soon.