interesting day today....

First day of the baseball season always dominates the moment. I can remember the first time I ever observed opening day. Believe it or not, April 1951. Yes, that long ago. I arrived home from school, turned on the TV, and there were the Dodgers and Phillies (Inning 7) and the Yankees and Red Sox (inning 3). That's because the Yankees started at 2:30 and the Dodgers an hour earlier. How excited I was---I was dreaming of this day all during spring training of that year. My first year as a baseball enthusiast---I knew all the lineups, standings, etc---only 16 teams then. I think I must have gone to either the stadium of Polo Grounds all in all, about 12 times that year. My dad was very good about taking me, and he was not really a baseball fan. Still can see myself sitting in front of the tv in our living room
 Anyway, today, in addition to above, am meeting a friend for coffee around 2, and then will see the screening of the movie my friend is in this evening. More baseball watching in the bars? Depends on where my stomach is.
 Yesterday night attended The Lehman Trilogy, the much discussed and praised British import from The National Theater. I only stayed for one act---found that act to be very sterile. The script read like history lesson, and the three actors (I really expected a much larger cast) were efficient, but nothing that they did made me want to stay for the next two acts, knowing that they would probably be the only actors performing. Their instruments were simply not meaningful or imaginative enough for me. So I left---thought of stopping in a bar around the armory (67th and Park) but could find nothing around there, even on third avenue. Finally jumped on a Brooklyn bound q and got off at 57th street---hit the Irish bar a little north of the corner, planing to watch some basketball and eat. Ordered some Ravioli; I was starving for some concrete food at that point, and settled in. A man sat down next to me--I could see he was a regular--I engaged him in conversation---his job is to correct concrete problems in apartment houses---and he gave me all the details. A little talky, no basketball watching while our conversation was going on, and finally it was time for me to leave. He insisted on paying my check---a reward for listening to him, I guess---and so I did not pay for my ravioli. Like the bar, I would go back there.
  Time moves forward towards my scheduled colonoscopy. Will I do it? I definitely should, given what is going on in my stomach. What are my alternatives---put it off until Friends is over, so that things will be more "chill"---or not take it at all, and simply allow this discomfort in the stomach to become a chronic problem. I could, it seems to be under control, but why not get it done?
Decisions, decisions, hate to leave it like this, but will report soon.