They get around those penguins. One night plumb tuckered out after some fancy hat making they wandered around (or were they carried?) until they found themselves a place to rest.
Meanwhile, while the penguins were getting comfortable, the LoveFeast girls were downstairs at the 21c Museum Hotel with Aaron, the evening security guard, enjoying the contemporary art museum and getting an escorted tour of art that might not be as handy to view if your are not of the right sex. Such as, visiting the mens’ restroom to see art that can only be seen from the user-friendly side of the urinal. Just sayin’, we needed an escort to feel OK about crashing the mens’ restroom and Aaron was our man.
We were getting to know Aaron as we walked the rooms and galleries at 21c and were exchanging the friendly facts that one exchanges in those situations, like yes, we have 9 kids between us, where you are from (Minnesota and Maryland) and yes we co-blog. And, then from Aaron that he had been in the army, had lived in many places, and that Lady Gaga was a really a down-to-earth cool chick and that a red penguin almost made it onto Justin Bieber’s bus. Then suddenly as we were standing there we saw something shift in Aaron’s eyes and his comfortableness with us dissipate. Suddenly he began walking backwards away from us and we heard him utter, “oh, you’re thooossee bloggers” and disappeared leaving us to fall into the elevator laughing as the doors closed. We head back to our room, amused and kind of weird-ed out.
Arriving at our room, this is what we found. Birds in our beds. Birds in our derby hats!!
OK, in a normal less sleep deprived frame of mind we might have thought other bloggers might have done this prank. Maybe the sign about twitter attached to one penguin might have been a clear giveaway. But, there were other facts to consider. We had been tweeting quite a bit with 21c Museum Hotel and we had just been with Aaron the security guard who had backed away from us with some kind of secret.
At 2:30 a.m. our conclusion was drawn. We had been punked by the 21c Museum Hotel!! To our sleep deprived minds there was only one choice and one choice only…we must punk them back!
And, like anyone else would do, we spent some time (we could sleep later!) dressing them in something that would be appropriate if they were to visit the spa. Again, this made perfect sense at 2:45 a.m.
First a quick drop of joe and an orange envelope tucked in a pocket with a message for the front desk.
The penguins leave our room…
and wait for the elevator to take them downstairs to the lobby.
They seem to be getting along, although they are quiet in the elevator. We speculate they might be a couple.
Turns out that we found out via twitter our real pranksters were the bloggers of Mommy’s Camera and Creative Kristi with a little help from Aaron, the security guard. But, again, like I said at 3:00 a.m. there was no turning back. We were headed for the front desk.
Here’s where we show the 21c Museum Hotel how to punk and what real-art-meets-pop-art-meets-real- tired-mama-fake-performance-art is all about. Take that!
Word is they are training other birds in so the penguins can go on vacation.
Can you spy who with your little eye?