I'd Like The Goo-Gen-Heim

Ever since I was a lil one I have loved The Guggenheim Museum in New York City, mainly due to my Dad's Frank Lloyd Wright pop-up book. Dad is a huge fan of architecture and Frank Lloyd Wright in particular, so he and others made sure to feed my early-interest with photos, Legos and books, like A.C. Hollingsworth's I'd Like The Goo-Gen-Heim.
All of this enabling culminated in a visit to NYC for my 5th birthday. Casey, Dad and I arrived in Brooklyn, where we were generously supplied a place to stay by Dad's best friend Dave. It was a comfortable studio in the Williamsburgh Savings Bank Tower, but luckily the bed was big enough for the three of us. Once we had our headquarters established, we headed out each day for a whirlwind tour of Brooklyn and New York. We hit the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens, Coney Island, The Met, Central Park, the American Museum Of Natural History , Times Square, The Empire State Building and- not surprisingly- The Guggenheim. We even took a ride on The Beast, which raced us across the New York harbor to the Statue Of Liberty.
Dad told me he had been to New York many times, but this was his first time really being a tourist in the city, which he seemed to enjoy. He especially liked the paddle boats in Central park, Casey dug the Alexander McQueen exhibit at the Met (me too) and I liked the Goo-Gen-Heim. Of course.

High Five

Just a little taste from my birthday bash at Schubas, where the Boogers put on a rock show after an awesome party upstairs that featured hair coloring, t-shirt printing, and tattoos for the younger set, adult drinks for the old folk and cake for all.

The Big 05

I am having a bash tomorrow at Schubas to celebrate the big 5th birthday! Photos and stories to follow.

Play Ball!

Last Saturday was a dream come true... for my Dad, but was also a lot of fun for me, when I took part in my very first tee ball game as a member of The Pirates. Dad was the assistant coach and I went 2-for-2 (everyone did!) plus I managed to field a ball before the inevitable mele of three-to-six-year-olds piled on me. The game ended in, I think, a 28 to 28 tie.
The best part of my tee ball experience was the filed. Located in Humboldt Park, it is in a miniature baseball stadium complete with grandstand, score borad and an announcer, who luckily only said out first names, thus avoiding the Rucins butchering.
Mom, John, Casey and some other friends all came down to see me play and afterwards I went to brunch at Feed with some of them. I ate pancakes and got the Golden Egg from the chicken machine. That means I get $6 off my meal next time I visit. Highlight of my morning.