Why have I been resisting writing? My therapist retired so I can’t explore that with her. I don’t like it. I want to want to write every day. Now I have a few days to catch up on.
Thursday night I went to the Mets-Marlin game. It was one of the best games of the season, the Mets fell behind 4-1 and came back to win 5-4. The Marlins made a bad baserunning mistake and an error to hand the Mets the game, but the Metropolitans still played well. It’s so nice going to baseball games regularly even if it’s very inconvenient from the Bronx. I miss being able to walk to the games. I love loving baseball. Baseball has been berry berry good to me.
Yesterday was a Friday in June so Fred and I went to the Sunset Singing Circle at Wagner Park. For the first time this year we were able to eat at The View at Battery Park, a restaurant on the southwest tip of Manhattan Island. As the name implies it has a beautiful view of New York Harbor. As far as we could find out the outdoor beer garden was not open until this week. We don’t want to eat indoor in the age of COVID-19. When I made the reservation, I wanted to make sure that garden was open. The person I talked to thought that I had called the wrong restaurant as of course the garden was open. Huh? Has it been open since Memorial Day and they just misinformed Fred when he called? The website still says to check back to find when the beer garden is opening. Everything else about The View is great. I love the staff, the food, and of course the view. That’s what makes it so odd, the staff is great, but they seem to have this one blind spot.
This was the penultimate Singing Circle but the first one that was totally normal. It didn’t rain, we got to eat at The View before singing, it was at the usual spot, and there were not a million kids running around making noise because of a fundraiser for their school. Sadly, I have to miss next week. That hurts but I want to see Miwa Gemini’s album release show. When it comes to music, I’m polyamorous. After all that time without live music having time conflicts is a good problem to have.
As usual I sat with Fred and David, the grumpy old men contingent. No that’s not fair, we are not grumpy, and we aren’t even old. We are part of the core regulars. Frances runs the event for the Battery Park City Authority. Somehow when David and I were talking to her it sounded like he said that I was a Diva. That’s accurate. I do act like I own the place. I heckle Terre and the Terrettes. Only fair as they heckle me too, at least Richard does. It is one of the places I get a feeling of belonging.
On the ride home I did crossword puzzles and followed the Met game every time we pulled into a station. The Mets won 10-4. Lindor hit a 450-foot shot to dead center and Alonso hit is league-leading 19th home run, a grand slam. Have I mentioned that I love baseball and that I love the Mets? I’m even learning to accept people saying stupid things about baseball on the internet.
Oh, I forgot about my zoom job interview. It was in two parts. We started with a group of applicants and staff on Zoom. Then we broke into groups. Half went to live interviews to be followed by answering questions on video and writing, the other half, including me did the reverse. I hit a snag, I got disconnected from zoom and couldn’t get back in after I did my video and writing. I’ve been rescheduled for next week. Once again, I got dressed up for nothing. I was the only one in a shirt and tie. Next week I won’t wear one. I’ll dress neat and let my natural good looks speak for itself. Does everyone realize that when I talk about my looks positively or my intelligence negatively, I’m usually joking?
It’s a beautiful day so I have to get exercise and I have to go shopping. That means walking to Aldi and back. I haven’t done a real walk since Wednesday. I also should work on Gord’s Gold. I have it program, now I have to write, record, and promote it. Now for breakfast.
Wise Madness 