the rest of the weekend was full of contrasts....

but actually turned out very well. Saturday after the session, cityboy returned home and rested---then awoke from a short sleep feeling very fatigued. What did that mean re the plans for the evening. Well, it made it impossible for him to get to Brooklyn, the trip across the river would have been too taxing--so what would be the plan.? Cityboy settled for a movie at the Walter Reade theater, part of the Lincoln Center group of three theaters in the complex. Only movie to sees was a weird one by Raul Ruiz, an iconoclastic Chilean director. Called The Golden Boat, it is New York story movie---but ponderous in its vision and repetitive in its dialogue, an odd voyage created in 1990 when the city had a lot of open spaces when one could still live in poverty and survive. Give Ruiz some credit---the camera work and the colors are terrific--and the setting---"poor" Manhattan in and around the Lower East Side and its environs is a nice reminder of a time when not every space was turned into an expensive condo or such. Yes, the city has truly changed. Not the best movie for a lonely Saturday evening, but passable---in light of how fatigued I was, really the only choice. Did not sleep well---stomach cramps were present, but the next morning, life turned out to be a bit better.
  Sunday---a lot of the Saturday night-early Sunday morning anxiety disappeared and I welcomed the day with its possibilities. After some internal debate, decided that the best plan was my usual one: Cobra Club to visit with my bar tender friend Olivia, followed by some more Brooklyn exploring.
 This is what I did; but then "catastrophe" reared its ugly head. Apparently the cable box at Cobra Club had exploded, and with it my hopes for a relaxed watching of the Met-National game. But I would not be denied my "baseball fix" and so around 1 I left Cobra and journeyed to Pine Box Rock Shop, a cool bar about half a mile away in East Williamsburg. Not very crowded, the bartender was nice enough to find me the Met game immediately while I slowly drank a PBR. Stayed there for the first five innings---I really like the atmosphere of the place---then made my way to the BAM-Gotham Market area by way of the Flushing Avenue bus---a really interesting trip much of it with the NYCHA houses on the south side and the Orthodox Jewish houses on the north. Quite a contrast---finally arrived at the Fiction Center where a had a nice talk with my friend Simon, a former Friends student who is a barista there. Also went up to its outdoor bar---really mellow there---a super place to read and think. Tired by around 6:30---could have simply decided to return to Manhattan but wanted a little more "action" and so went to the bar at the market---watched some of the Giant-Phillie game and had some expensive (but filling) hummus. Then returned home.
  Tonight the BAN meeting--most of today should be a day of rest---after the meeting---? Will report tomorrow...