Unabashed lover of large breasts, pornography, foul mouths, and loud music. Childhood diagnosis of Oppositional Defiant Disorder is possibly related to current position as Associate Editor and only female employee at GuySpeed.
It's almost the weekend, which is my favorite time to crack open a can of...well, if I'm honest, these days it's usually PBR. Times are tough, but not as tough as they probably were before this day in 1935, when the Gottfried Krueger Brewing Company delivered it's first batch of 2,000 cans of Krueger's Finest Beer and Cream Ale to one of my favorite cities in America: the dirty river city of Richmond, VA.
Every time I got sick as a kid, my mother would call me 'Typhoid Mary.' That was before the internet was a thing, and so I always assumed she was having a bout of amnesia. When I was older, though, I learned that Mary was very real, typhoid was very scary, and this abandoned island hospital in the middle of NYC was where they kept people who had it.
I tend to have a pretty short attention span at history museums, unless they are one of two thing: interactive, or disturbing. The Mütter Museum, a museum of medical history, is definitely the latter, and so it's thankfully not the former. You would not want to interact with the kind of twisted things they've got on display, but they sure are fun to look at.
Ever since I saw Baz Luhrmann's magical 1996 interpretation of 'Romeo and Juliet,' I've romanticized the idea of living in a weird desert trailer park. Now that I'm a grown up, the idea of permanent residence in one is slightly less appealing, but El Cosmico is a communal outpost in the deserts of West Texas that lets you pretend for the night.
Let me start by saying that I think the name of this museum sounds boring, too. I only found out that it was awesome because I was already in the neighborhood for something called 'Ice Derby,' which is a much better name but had unbeknownst to me been rescheduled. Don't worry, I'm still going to Ice Derby, and will report back, but instead I met a robot who smokes and plays records and I'm going to tell you about it.
Whenever I hear too much enthusiasm about something, I usually decide that it's exaggerated, and ignore 3/4 of it, on account of how mature and open-minded I am. When I heard that a tiny subway-stop sushi restaurant in Tokyo had the best sushi in the entire world, I scoffed. I'm a believer now. Sorry, Jiro.
After returning from his work as a nurse during the Civil War, S.P. Dinsmoor built himself a 10-room log cabin and spent the rest of his life making it into a weird, awesome art installation. Not a bad way to spend your days.
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