I cried salty tears into my beard after the Super Bowl and wanted nothing to do with NY for a few days... but I came around. I took my older boy Ciaran to NYC for the
Four Horsemen's Futuretro show. Lorcan stayed home and held the fort...too young for these kinds of shenanigans. The show was a mind blowing sensory overload of great sculptures, crazy art and customs and
OSM stuff to die for. The showroom was crowded with awesome people. Those Horsemen fellas are gifted mutants. Mel is a gifted mutant. He and I share a love of big hipped women.
My kid kept up the pace like a trooper- gooble gobble- one of us, one of us... We conquered the city. Grilo was a great body guard. What a motley crew. We had an amazing adventure that took us from Matt's to Mel's, Mass to NYC, from the New Yorker to the Village, Times Square and beyond. It was Ciar's first time in the Big City. We rode in cars, cabs and subways. I almost committed two homicides. Grilo paid $100 for bacon and eggs on 5th Avenue. We saw a man shitting into a suitcase. We saw a ton of delis and peepshows. We went to half a dozen comic shops and toy stores...we saw a ferris wheel in a T-Riggity. Toy Tokyo was the best.
The funnest part of the trip was hanging with all of the Glyos clowns in the Village during another food crawl. What a great bunch of dudes. I love breaking bread with friends and loved ones. It was great hanging with Mel while he held court over fried hot dogs wrapped in bacon at Crif Dogs... We chowed spiced meat logs at Tuck's, ate piles of 'zza at Matt's favorite pizza place on the planet. We gobbled gay frozen yogurt, ate 16 Scoops (1lb) and more pizza at Stromboli's. Why are there no kinish carts in Boston?
Ciar had a blast- I had a blast and was extra happy to have shared this experience with my boy. The kid has to work on his beard though...
Oh yeah- There is a Callgrim drop on Friday...
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