Tried to go to the Biennale at KW with Magoo. Tough. He woke up and had to skip most of the video installations, which had better have been the best part because the rest of it wasn't. I did like Pushwagner's Soft City. Here's some guy's personal photo of one of the pages.
The nice thing about the gallery for Magoo was that a number of people smiled at him, which he just loves. Otherwise not many people on the street do. The one occasional exception is middle-aged Turkish men. In short, it turns out that Germans may hate babies.
It appears that Magoo can now sit up by himself from lying down on his belly. He sort of did it last night at Armen and Hro's place, though to be fair one of his legs was folded behind him, which isn't how one normally sits. More importantly, Rob claims to have seen it at least twice more today.
He also likes standing up by himself while holding on to something like a low stool. But he's not entirely stable.
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