Yesterday Liam got his very first mohawk, something he'd wanted as far back as two years ago. I'm not going to lie, it looks really good. Late yesterday afternoon we took a cab over to Taste Of Randolph Street in time to meet up with Graeme, Mike and their ladies. The plan was to catch both The Life and Times and The Walkmen's sets but we only managed to stick around for TLAT (who never disappoint-I just couldn't justify dropping $10 on an import EP. Get that released stateside, dudes). We left around 5:45 PM to catch another cab to my friend Carrie's party in honor of Lori's 3rd anniversary. Carrie lives just down the street from Water Tower Place and the party was held in the Penthouse Party Room (that's the 28th floor) of her building. Talk about a view-to the left we had a perfect view of Navy Pier and the lake. If I was feeling romantic, I'd say it was the perfect place to take that special someone (and a few people did). Stuck around later than anticipated in the hopes of catching some fireworks that never did appear.
Back to Liam's mohawk-he counted 10 compliments to his hair throughout the day, and soaked 'em all up just like the chip off the ol' block that he is. Of course now he wants to dye his hair red or green, the pushy lil' leprechaun.
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