The Beautiful Kind

I’ve been to City Museum twice recently so that makes me an authority on the subject. IT ROCKS. It’s hard to believe that the disclaimer on the receipt absolves them of all liability: “NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ACCIDENTS OR INJURIES” Yet they have a Log Cabin bar right next to harrowing metal bridges leading up to airplanes and castles, winding above the hardest core ball pit I’ve ever witnessed. Just watching the savages hurl the balls mercilessly can raise welts.

I didn’t bring my camera which sucks cuz I would have liked to have captured the moment I made out with the sexy gargoyle statue, so I had to snag these pics from their website. There are SO many places you could hide in this capacious museum (why ever leave?) nooks and crannies galore. My favorite part is the Enchanted Cave. It’s soo romantic, that big crystal in the center that changes colors makes me swoon, kiss kiss. My least favorite part is the World Aquarium, it’s a little too roadside zoo. I don’t think sea turtles are supposed to be chalk white, and I don’t think a curio cabinet is the best place for an opossum to live.

Here’s a great description from their website of The Museum of Mirth, Mystery and Mayhem:

Beatnik Bob’s, a bohemian hangout where artist Bill Christman conveys the innocence, tawdry charms and cheesiness of the carnival midway and eccentric roadside attractions. Don’t miss the Elvis Channeler, the Corn Dogs Through the Ages exhibit and the world’s largest pair of men’s briefs.

If you want to get over your fear of the dark, slides, reptiles, tight spaces, kids, heights, or grime, head on downtown. Dress appropriately, for gosh sake no skirts! Night is the best time to go. City Museum is open til 1AM on Fri and Sat.