what the heck have I been doing?
In about 2 months I will have Internet access at home and hopefully this will lead to an increase in blogging frequency, as my current rate of posts has started to resemble, or even lack behind my brother's. Until then, I will try to summerize, bestweekever style.I went through a NYC culture crash last week, visiting the National Design Museum, specifically an exhibit on dinning through the ages (Feeding Desire) . . . this consisted of 4 centuries worth of flatware. It is interesting to note that one piece really did remind me of the past. . . Did you ever go to a birthday party at a bowling alley? There was always a pizza party after the bowling in a back room that had the faint scent of sawdust from the previous over-ambitious 8 year old reveler. And following the pizza they brought out little cups of ice cream (chocolate or vanilla) and little wooden spoons to aid in the ice cream consumption. Anyway, it was these little spoons, in the "Pine State" wrapper that was in the exhibit that lead me to then wonder, if this is here, why isnt the 7-11 Slurpie straw/spoon?
The next stop on the culture parade was to see the longest runing off-off Broadway production, Line. Hmm, what can I say about this show to put it any positive light at all? Well, Fleming was a convincing character. To give the show credit, it's leading lady had sprained her ankle and the understudy wasnt available (hmm, unpaid actors not available at a moment's notice on a Friday night?), so the gal who was available and "familiar with the play" read her lines off the playbook while onstage. I suppose too, since the play is 32 years old, the blatent mis-treatment of women was perhaps not as offensive in its year of origin.
What was the original tipping off for culture week was to see Barack Obama read from his new book at the 17th st Barnes and Nobles, got axed in favor of spending a day in Bayridge (a neighborhood in southwest Brooklyn). It was one of what has become a few R rides to see if we (TS and I) like the neighborhood. We do, and have spent the past few days in a ferver to get all the i's dotted and t's crossed so we get the apartment we liked.
As of a few minutes ago virtually all our paperwork is in and we wait for the nod or frown from the board at Birnhouse . . .
1 Comments:
The map was helpful in visualizing where you live now and where Bayridge is located.
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