so...the best part of the parade was right when the parade was ending
having reached the end of the allotted blocked off soho parade streets, we had nowhere to put our vehicle. so we took it to the real streets, merging with traffic, obeying lights, getting honks from cabs - it was like pinnochio becoming a real live boy - our pinata boy car on casters became a steel man of real tires.
to act like a real car we exhausted ourselves running full tilt in our suits on a busy big street. you should see the video footage, it looks like we stole it from the beastie boys. we turned back into the smaller soho cobble streets and wove through traffic until we got to the get-away-truck. after a quick gatorade, we turned into the A-team.
we drove the car to the east village and circled around til we found a parking spot on 1st avenue and 7th street. in about 30 seconds we broke the car out of the back
and parallel parked it
and ran away to the exclusive deitch parade party at love club
having no interest in the free beer nor the five dollar waters we danced until we got the party started and dehydrated ourselves. and returned to our parked pinata for a check-up, photo shoot, and goodbyes. she was getting quite a lot of love and attention from the locals
but i'm sure we loved her more
jimmy left his baby in the east village where it survived a couple of days
and flew home to chicago where he gets to do it all over again for yet another pinata car show.