Nel had the mother of all birthday presents last month when we took a weekend trip* to Houston to celebrate. While visiting the Museum of Art** to catch the Basquiat exhibit on its last day, we overheard a group of hipsters asking the guard about a Grandmaster Flash concert. We immediately inquired for ourselves, and sure enough Mr. Flash was to be present for the closing celebration. Five hours and $20 later we were putting our hands in the air, and waving 'em like we just didn't care.
By the way, Basquiat was indeed a genius. For the longest time I pegged him as a Warhol groupie. But seriously, he totally kicked ass.
*Activities also included dinner at a fancy-pants restaurant, shopping and lunch on Hillcroft Street and Harwin Drive and a marathonic trip to Ikea.
**And yes, The Houston Museum of Fine Arts is fucking awesome!
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That was an awesome weekend - everything was perfect and seeing Grandmaster Flash almost by accident was the icing on the birthday cake.
Thank you, bebe! Let's crank up the bass and eat a steak!
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