I finished my stint of jury duty on Friday afternoon, took the next bus to Connecticut, and went into hiding with Mrs. T, whom I hadn’t seen for three whole weeks, our longest separation since we were married two and a half years ago. Except for reading a couple of books that I’m planning to review, I did no work of any kind–a near-unprecedented occurrence.
Today I’m returning to New York, where I’ll be speaking about Pops: A Life of Louis Armstrong at the Jazz Museum in Harlem tonight at seven p.m. (If you’re interested, go here for details.) Between now and Friday I’ll be seeing three plays and writing a piece or two, or maybe three.
Not surprisingly, I’m a bit careworn from the events of last week–it isn’t easy to sit on a jury while simultaneously holding down what amounts to a full-time job–so I’m planning to keep my blogging to a minimum for the next few days. OGIC and CAAF will take up the slack.
Till soonish.
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
