So this weekend was interesting.
:: Friday night I crashed a party. My dad was invited and it didn't say not to bring a guest so me and David tagged along. So after MexiFriday, yum, we crashed this party. The jazz band was huge, too huge. You couldn't even see the guitar player behind the brass section, and the keyboard guy was on the floor behind a pillar.
:: Saturday we went to the Museum of Fine Art for a project David is working on. I forget how huge that place is. Well, after the museum we stopped by the sculpture garden and kinda got kicked out. I know. It was embarrassing.
Although things are not attached to sculpture, you can't touch anything nor walk anywhere or stand anywhere. I am not sure what I did wrong but the museum employee yelled at me and pointed (I think growled/hissed too) till we left. It wasn't like I touched a sculpture, I was standing next to it, like 3 ft from it, next to what I thought was a bench.
The lesson being you are only allowed to be in the sculpture garden if you hover 20 ft in the air.
:: Sunday, like most of Houston, I had a headache. Stupid front moving in.
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