July 14, 2007
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Museums Blues And Reunions, Jan. 27th-Feb. 5th 2007
God, I love pictures of wood chips. This was the first, expect more to come.
On with the post. On the last Saturday of January Jenna and I went to one of my favorite New York buildings, The Guggenheim Museum.
Such a fucking awesome design.
I just can’t get enough of it.
We were there to take a look at the Spanish Art Retrospective. It started with some old cool stuff, like El Greco.
I think this is Goya, but I’m not sure.
Then onto some more recent work.
Including some Picasso cock action.
And one of his grotesques.
My favorite might have been this Dali.
An awesome exhibition that all of you should take a gander at if it’s still up.
Afterwards we hit up some dinner.
And it looked like a good place, but I can’t tell where it was.
Hey, a cool flower. Cool.
Yeah, baby, suck on that moustache.
A few days later I found myself looking at my shoes.
Chillin’ with John and Josh at Josh’s place.
Damn that’s nice view.
That Friday we headed out to a candlelit bar.
Where a morose man crooned the night away, bluesing it out on his guitar.
And we all drank.
You know it gets crazy when Jenna goes out with her girls.
I mean really crazy.
But not before we get very cute.
And pose-y.
Then back to crazy. (please don’t miss Kerri’s brother whooping it out in the background).
Jenna showed off her favorite shirt.
Not a bad way to spend a Friday evening.
What’s that light at the end of the tunnel?
Why it’s the CT poker crew.
What a milestone, this is the first time I ever had poker at my house.
And Jenna even played!
But we both lost. Boo hoo.
Thanks for coming, guys.
Then Superbowl Sunday came along, and we spent it at Chez-Rutkoffs, and yet this was the only picture I took. Strange.
Hey, look, Jenna’s cold.
Monday, these two pimps had to dress up.
Look at our GQ looks.
Just plain dopeness. You see, Robert and I headed out to the Cate in NY party at a hoity toity club.
The showing was a bit thinner for people I knew, but Grayson B. ran a good ship.
And Gerogia came along with her hubby in tow.
Headmaster chatted it up for a sec.
Said hello to Meredith S.
And Drew S.
And this woman whose name I no longer remember.
Cate Pimpin 07, baby.
I’ll end this post with a note about the moustache. Some people don’t realize that just like you can have bad hair days, you can have bad moustache days as well. So when I have a good moustache day, I like to fully document it. Like this.
Or this. Enjoy.
