countdown....

to April 9 at 9:30, the date and time of my first colonoscopy. Things are rounding into place---my friend Tom K said that he would be my escort after the procedure---that is good. More and more coming to accept the fact that it is happening---but still feel a kind of resistance. Never had one before---what does that mean?  Nothing else to do but take it day by day---the more time that I spend on concrete things (conversations with others, for instance) the better it is, the more my "real life" remains in focus. That is what, I hope get me through.
  Yesterday, went to Cobra in the morning-afternoon, glad that I did, had some good conversations which took my mind off the stomach problems. Then to the Film Forum to see Roll, Red, Roll, a tough documentary about the Steubenville football team and two of its leaders who were found guilty of rape in 2013. I had wanted to see it---this was really my only chance--so I am glad that I did. Expected a little more---not sure what, but the movie was certainly very informative. Then tired, so returned home to find the Yankee game, that I was sure was called off due to rain, being played. Odd.
 Rest of the weekend included Life Sucks, a play by the playwright who adopted Chekhov's The Seagull into a modern play with great strength. Unfortunately, this take on Uncle Vanya, another great Chekhov play,  was very obvious and obnoxious and did not fill in the character blanks appropriately.
I left after the first break---the second play in the week that I did not remain until the end. Had two pizza slices at two different east village pizza places on the way home, both good, but maybe that is why my stomach was so difficult on Saturday afternoon and evening.Interesting wandering through the east village on a Friday night---crowded, as if you did not know. Not much else to say.
 On Thursday attended the movie that my friend Lucy had a major role in--it was at the New Directors-New Films event at Lincoln Center. Called the Plagiarists---it was about a young couple (white) who spend the evening, when their car breaks down, hosted by a black middle aged musician. Lots of possibilities but not much explored. Lucy plays a bright, somewhat ambitious would be novelist who is living with an obnoxious camera man. Why she stays with him is hard to say--the movie hints that she may be unhappy in the relationship---but nothing happens. It ends with a letter to Lucy's character voiced over by a friend of hers. Strange ending---the movie was interesting but I don't know if I was curating a New directors-new films festival, I would have included it.
  Tomorrow a full day at Friends, only day of the week so far. Had to give up another day next week because of the colonoscopy. That is all for now, will report soon.