Friday night, Alex, Bryan and I ventured out for a night on the town. First stop, Albright Knox Art Gallery. Having been fooled into thinking parking was free, we vengfully made the most of our $3 fee! Making our way around the first floor, we stumbled upon a room. Through the panes of glass we could see this room held treasures such as grapes, and cheeses and chardonnay! The sign clearly said that this place was for art pick up only and that it closed promptly at 8pm. It being much after 9pm, Alex decided it was still up for grabs. Slowly he leaned on the handle and to our delight the door opened! Bryan and I being cautious, quickly ventured away from the scene of the crime up the hall a bit. Yes, even at 25 I'm a bit of a coward and the fake sense of authority has still got a hold on me. Soon, a pair of hipsters sidled up to the open door. They too disregarded the sign since the door was now open and went in. Bryan and I decided this florage of people made it ok to go in now; best to get in trouble in numbers. Glasses were passed, and still being the coward I am, I downed my full glass of chardonnay. Feeling light headed, we made our way to the remainder of the exhibit. Coming up the stairs, to our DELIGHTFUL surprise, was the best part of the gallery...especially at this mental state in time...a GIANT set of 4 chairs and a table. I forget who said it now, but he said it perfectly, this "Alice and Wonderland moment" made the trip worthwhile. We began knocking on the chairs, running in and out of the legs and hiding behind pillars to catch some of it on camera.
Had it not been for the 2 dollar return in sacagawea's I got from the automatic parking attendant machine, my night at the Albright Knox would have been damn near perfect!
In books, or work, or healthy play,
Let my first years be passed
That I may give for every day
Some good account at last.
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