The first two items of today's blog were gleaned from articles in the NY Post, pared, in my own words. Observant Jews everywhere are celebrating. The Rabbinical Council of California has given its approval to 95% of the products of Trigg Laboratories, manufacturers of sexual lubricants. Each package will be stamped with a K for Kosher.
The average asking price for a ticket to tonight’s all-star game at the Mets’ home field is $808. Has there ever been a better example of disposal income? The game is usually a colossal bore. I know of two better viewing options, commercial free on PBS, during the early part of the telecast: Part Two of a documentary on the Lewis and Clark expedition on one channel (Part One was fascinating), and a mystery on another. If I watch any of the game, it will be later and I doubt I’ll be able to stand more than a few pitches at a time. Remote control is one of the greatest leisure inventions ever. Gene, who has made several donations to the floating book shop, visited, beaming. A friend gave him a ticket to the game, - face value for an upper deck seat: $320. The guy paid $500 for it. God bless America.
This morning during my walk, which began just before six, I came upon young men playing cricket in a park. These days in Brooklyn one is more likely to see this or a game of soccer than stickball, softball or two-hand touch, staples of my youth. I rarely encounter anyone playing ball in the street. We were there all the time back in the day, late 50's through the 60's. The only American sport I see youth engaged in on playgrounds as much as those two foreign sports is basketball. While I was passing, the young man at bat (batsman) blasted one out of the park. I was impressed, as the pitcher (bowler) was throwing very hard. I’m sure the game broke up once the field was under the merciless glare of the sun.
I may have hit on a way to beat the heat at least for an hour or so. While I was waiting for a parking spot to open up, I read the paper. It was a typically beautiful summer morning, and breezy. I may read the paper outside the rest of the week.
The heat did not have an effect on the floating book shop. It was a routine session, the pedestrian flow no different than other days. I stayed in the shade and enjoyed the brisk breeze along Avenue Z, as did Ali Baba. He went into his gyro truck only when a customer approached. He is fasting in the day time during Ramadan 7/8-8/7, not even drinking water, which must be murder during weather like this. My thanks to the four people who bought books.
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