In therapy Friday I complained that I had nothing to do this weekend. Then things turned up, Friday night I went to Lincoln Center and last night to Carnegie Hall. Like the woman in front of me on the line to see Shakespeare in the Park in 1980, I am a culture vulture. She spoke […]
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Edgar Allen Poetry
Yesterday was not Friday but I still had to make my way up to Harrison. I had an appointment with Loran to help me with my Medicaid recertification. The paperwork is not simple, they make you jump through hoops. I was very glad for the help, it was well worth the trip up there. I […]
I had my second cataract surgery. I didn’t die on the table. I can see! I have binocular vision!. I have stepped out of a world of two dimensions into one of three. I can now see you’re here-to-fore hidden depths. Do I really need to write more than that? I guess so if for […]
I’m back in good health, not 100% but close enough for government work. Last night I felt good enough to try eating and had breakfast for dinner, poached eggs, cheese, and ham on naan. I lived. This morning, technically afternoon I had breakfast for lunch, sausageeggandcheese on naan. I survived! There’s no discomfort. In the […]
Yesterday was the second Tuesday of the month, My Gentle Readers should know where I was. That’s right, John Platt’s On Your Radar. John’s guests were Plywood Cowboy, Sophie Buskin, and Genevieve. OYR is always a home game. I decided last night that I’m not going to give my usual list of friends in the audience, I’m going to just give you a count. You know you should add at least one to the total as I always forget people. I just counted 15. The room holds only 60 and that count doesn’t include John and his wife Sheila. And then there were the performers.
Yes! I’m starting to write before 10! That counts as a victory, especially when I have a 1 PM appointment. I set my accomplishment bar low. Last night I went to see Sam Baker at Kathryn’s Space. This is both exciting and a home game. Sam is at the pinnacle of my musicians, and Kathryn […]
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I Enjoy A Good Ribbing
We set the clocks ahead last night. That doesn’t mean we lose an hour’s sleep. It doesn’t mean we lose an hour at all. It does mean that the next thing you have scheduled will start an hour sooner. It’s no different than if they moved the time up an hour. So I didn’t lose […]
The soundtrack of today’s edition of Wise Madness is the Metropolitan Opera’s new production of Das Rheingold. Will that inspire or intimidate me. The Ring Cycle is the tale of the universe from birth to death; pretty big shoes to fill. I’ll stick to talking about Deni Bonet, therapy, and food. I missed therapy last […]
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Their Band
Last night I went to see Our Band at Barbès (bar-bez’). My original plan was to have dinner at Mile End Deli, the shopping at Trader Joe’s then the show. I left the house late and the train was slow. I ended up going straight to Barbès and got there just a few minutes before […]
I had a nice little edition planned for today. Today’s events have driven it from my head. That is not a good thing. Drama is only good when it happens to fictional people. My alarm woke me up as usual at 8:30. Between midnight and then my phone is on Do Not Disturb. I saw […]
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