TR and I and his parents headed uptown to the Met to get our art on.
Just a couple of swells, hanging around a Lichtenstein.
Arty
Squinty
Two attractive people.
Manahatta
Poor lighting in the Vermeers.
Just feeding the boy among some antiquities.
After lunch we were lured over to 84th Street by the melodious sounds of an old German band.
Oom, pah, pah...oom, pah, pah.
I want this guy to move in with us, but only if he wears this outfit everyday.
Get a haircut, hippie.
