SMELL YA LATER

so nikki & i decide that Thanksgiving weekend was the perfect time to go up to the Met. live like tourists a bit fuck it.. get culture… dip past the donation box, like entitled new yorkers, we pay taxes yo! 

again with the security! wanted to snap snap the ill damien hirst shark to the left of this but no dice. haters. there will be blog…

since i had to keep the leica on stealth mode hand in pocket i smudged the lens a bit. and these frenchies were in the way but i’m into it..

chuck close is so ill. i’ve seen him in NoLita a few times. i still get starstruck when i see him.

niks loved this one so much she wanted me to take a picture of her with it.

too bad this dude almost foiled the plan:

i’m much more into modern art, but nikki’s into statues:

ran into these little guys at some pet shop on the way home. think they get freaked out by the picture of puppies to the right of them in their little cage?

back downtown..

this guy, this guy was standing on top of the picnic table in the back of that bar the 6th ward… drunk weekend douche talking so loud i could hear him thru the window of my bathroom. snapped his picture on the stealth but forgot my flash was up and they all started yelling at the window. nikki & i hid & laughed. we were stoned.

kinda crap pic but a funny story. to us anyway.