Author: F C

Went to the 34th annual Atlantic Antic, Brooklyn’s largest street festival, Sunday with P-. This was interspersed with laundry, which happened to be directly in front of the laundremat. The place was mobbed. Won $2 at the NY Lottery stand, which I then proceeded to lose on the next ticket. But I got a MegaMillions fanny pack. Ratner pro and against groups were out in full force; it appeared the Ratner group had the better of it. Food included: Jamaican beef patty, red velvet cupcake next door to the Downtown Atlantic bar, sorrel, ox tail stew and jerk chicken from “The original jerk chicken” stand. All good stuff, and I guess I’m getting back into form after last week’s episode. Being after the primary, the only politicians that were actively working the crowd was the Green Party.Plenty of musical entertainment on 6 bandstages and the NY Transit museum smarted up and had their annual bus show coincide with the fair. Definately out did itself this year.

I’m on day 3 of Cipro, which is not a real fun thing. Right now the cure is worst than the diseas that it killed off 2 days ago, E. coli., similar to the other 100 episodes and 1 death so far in the U.S. The antibiotic supresses the appertite — it’s really wierd when you’re tasting food going through your mouth, but you have no idea about how hungry you are or if you are full or not.

P’s B’day was yesterday – couldn’t go out with her dinner party yesterday, or a similar buffet at Todai on Saturday, but will go out tonight.

They weren’t kidding about the Dog year not being too good for me. I picked up a really strange stomach bug Sunday night – severe chills, fever, running to the bathroom continuously. However, no sore throat or throwing up. Waiting for the doctor’s appointment at 3 today to figure out what it is.