So this weekend I was in NYC with my friend Aine, and we did a lot of fun stuff like going to the museum (I swear that isn't supposed to be sarcastic). Supposedly there was an Andy Warhol exhibit in MoMa but they LIED and there were only 2 Warhol's, but I did see a guy who looked like he was impersonating Andy Warhol. Either that or Andy's back from the dead. OOOOOOOH!
And yes, I am on a first-name basis with Andy Warhol.
"Summer of '69" came on the radio in the bagel shop and that is why these photos exist.
Also, when I was in NYC we stopped in a Barnes & Noble with a Starbucks inside and I spent an HOUR looking for Pete Townshend's autobiography, only to find out it was going on sale the day AFTER (even though all around the store there were ads for it being "On Sale Today!")
In my magnificent quest I somehow managed to buy a Pumpkin Spice Latte and a Doors album, both of which I didn't really mean to buy but did anyway because I have no self control.
Speaking of the Doors, I've spent all week obsessing over/being creeped out by Jim Morrison, so just because I can do what I want (this is MY BLOG), here is a picture of the Lizard King himself.
Alright, I'm going to watch the Daily Show, because Pete Townshend is the guest star and maybe he will explain why his book has been evading me.
Although I don't really need an excuse to watch the Daily Show.