On Thursday night Grant called me from LA to tell me that his buddy Clayton Cubitt (aka "Siege" a photographer who work Grant and I both love whom Grant had met while writing a piece about him for Nerve) was going to Marc Baptiste's photo opening near my apartment and that I should meet up with him. I got set up on my very first grown-up "play date."
At this point in the night, Siege felt like an old friend - not only could he help clear a circle in a crowd of people with his perviness, we also found we shared equal loves for both taking dirty pictures of girls (his are way better than mine), having our buttocks cupped by women we don't know all that well and...