On my second day of Brooklyncation I rose late and after I finally showered, I dragged myself to the bakery across the street for a cappuccino and a double chocolate biscotti. Then I walked to the park (Prospect, natch) for some rest and relaxation in the shade. The park was full of mommies, nannies, lovers and losers. I watched a soccer coach lead a pee wee team through calisthenics. The sight alone of four-year olds doing jumping-jacks was worth the price of admission. The coach only made them do 10 - I fear this country will never be a contender in the World Cup. I laid prone on the grass reading a yellow paperback. A mother with androgynous blond twin babies settled next to them and cooed at them in Russian. I contemplated becoming a Green Card bride so that I need never return to work.
I walked to the library and returned some books, whereupon I incurred a five dollar fine. Next year, I'm claiming the Brooklyn Public Library as a dependent on my tax return. I went to the ladies room and encountered a "Marty For Life: End Term Limits" sticker. Outside my stall, two older black women discussed the dangers of "waiting until the last minute" and when I exited I noticed that one of them had undone her fly and was clutching paper towels.
I decided to take advantage of a weekday afternoon to go shopping at Target, thinking that the place couldn't possibly be as crazy as it is on weekends. However there were still enough foul-mouthed toddlers, teenage mother and dysfunctional families in every color of the rainbow to make it truly depressing. But I was able to get a shopping cart without punching anyone in the face; that was a big improvement.
At night, MuppetLover and I took a walk to Fort Greene and ate in the courtyard at ICI. It was a fantastic meal and a beautiful night. Suggestions on how to spend the remaider of Brooklyncation are encouraged.