"the annex, ew."

so i finally made it to the richard serra exhibit at MoMa. the pieces blew my mind, especially belts and sequence, band, and torqued torus inversion. as i was walking through the latter pieces, a ninety year old man with a cane struck up a conversation with me about talking about the significance of the work. i hope i can still appreciate modern art when i'm that age.






i then headed back downtown and hit up the end of the season sale at french connection. after work i met up with corey and we headed back to our favorite pier for drinks and another "i love new york" recap session. jersey only looks appealing from the chelsea piers.

from the pier we walked all the way to the lower east side to go dancing at the annex. with a few minor stops along the way, resulting in my bleeding knee cap, we finally made it. we walked in to a band that was finishing up their set. they were okay, but only because they did a cover of "hotel yorba." downstairs, however, the dj set was pretty good (but really only because they played "bullet with butterfly wings").