so I did....

get a ticket to Road Show---awfully glad that I did. I went out of curiosity---I knew that as a piece of musical theater it was flawed, so I went with the idea of listening carefully to Sondheim's input. I think the score is remarkable---very sharp---also the orchestrations were "mind blowing"(can't think  of a better word for it). Cast was warm and committed. Plot weaknesses did not bother me at all---I was not there for that. Left feeling happy, excited to have experienced all the music. In a way Road Show is like Anyone Can Whistle---a flawed work dramatically but containing some brilliant music and lyrics by Sondheim.
  Sunday---had a nice time--did what I needed to do. Went to Cobra in the late morning, said "hi" to my barista friend Olivia (back from vacation)  then had an interesting discussion with Jake, a late thirty something possible playwright and film producer. Suggested a few plays for him to read---one by Wendy Wasserstein and a few by Odets---a playwright whose work I really admire---speaks to me. After leaving and getting a nice salad from the place on Starr and Irving Avenue, visited Molasses, the bookstore in mid Bushwick and then walked to Broadway. There I began my task---walking south on Stuyvesant Avenue from Broadway to Fulton Avenue---part of the route of the anti-gentrification march happening in September. It was hot, and I was sweaty, but I was determined to trudge through it---the twelve or so blocks that I covered are really interesting. At the north end (where I began) is a Nycha project---the Roosevelt Houses, then some private houses that seem afro-american owned, then another NYCHA project of low lying houses called Stuyvesant Gardens, then, at around Madison Street until Fulton, at least six blocks of beautiful brownstones. Really interesting. Arrived at Fulton somewhat tired---jumped on the 25 bus to the Gotham Market (my "home away from home") and spent the next couple of hours watching baseball, and at times, visiting the fiction center located down the block from the market. The fiction center bookstore is incredibly inviting. Everything seems interesting, and there is the bar upstairs, outside--a visited there briefly on Tuesday but did not order anything--seems like a great "date" place---too bad you don't "date" anymore cityboy. Ah, the irony of it! Managed to stay around the area until I was tired. Grabbed an excellent pizza slice from the place on the north side of Fulton near the other bookstore, and then "wobbled" home, very tired. Ah, but it was a good day---I felt very productive.
  Today, nothing until the BAN meeting. Could go to a movie if I wished, and there are many in the city that interest me, but for some reason, would prefer not to. But with the space that is between the time that I leave the library and the time that I take off for BAN, what should I do, and where? The great question. Not sure, will report soon.