Saturday, May 10, 2003
adventure
"Do you know of any B&W photo booths in the Boston area?" hmm...damn, he was supposed to know the answer to that. i'd been looking for a b&w booth for way too long -- over a year. then a search on google got me to the coolest site ever made. and i was off to the Boston Children's Museum. i found it over the bridge from the South Station T stop, located by a 40 foot milk bottle. you really can't miss it. it's charming. i love children's museums and the fee on friday's is only a dollar and when i asked about the photo booths the gentleman was courteous, dishing out quarters and telling me the museum was free for the rest of the night and i should take a look around.
the thing about the booth is that it doesn't give you any time to adjust yourself after you put in the money. you pop in your five quarters and it's off. so i look like the prints that Nino collected -- bad, with my eyes closed. my second try was much better. and after wandering through the madness that was the children's museum souvenir shop where all the kids were shopping like they had never shopped before -- each inquiring about the cost of things with their parents. i saw a lion stuffed animal that would have been a perfect Daniel, but i didn't feel comfortable with it. i knew there was a better lion. it gave me sad eyes when i put it away. it knew it had a chance and it had blown it.
then, i decided i would take a look around. i felt weird at first. then i saw it. the Recycle Store. bins and bins of knick knacks for collages and fun art projects. i suddenly wished i worked there. and that i had more than two dollars. the store is cheap but i wanted a mcdonald's milk shake -- i had decided. so off i went to explore. i saw the bubble area. the air area. the climbing walls. doll houses. the water tables. a construction zone. a RECREATION of Arthur's neighborhood. i'm a big sucker for that cartoon. i really can't help the fact that all my favorite shows are on PBS and that i enjoy children's programming. i want to climb through the library and check out books and check out my own groceries, but i don't want to seem weird. i know the kids look at me at the bubble table. i don't care. bubbles have no age limits. wheeee...fun is fun, as justin would say.
i like fun.
¶ 3:40 PM
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"Do you know of any B&W photo booths in the Boston area?" hmm...damn, he was supposed to know the answer to that. i'd been looking for a b&w booth for way too long -- over a year. then a search on google got me to the coolest site ever made. and i was off to the Boston Children's Museum. i found it over the bridge from the South Station T stop, located by a 40 foot milk bottle. you really can't miss it. it's charming. i love children's museums and the fee on friday's is only a dollar and when i asked about the photo booths the gentleman was courteous, dishing out quarters and telling me the museum was free for the rest of the night and i should take a look around.
the thing about the booth is that it doesn't give you any time to adjust yourself after you put in the money. you pop in your five quarters and it's off. so i look like the prints that Nino collected -- bad, with my eyes closed. my second try was much better. and after wandering through the madness that was the children's museum souvenir shop where all the kids were shopping like they had never shopped before -- each inquiring about the cost of things with their parents. i saw a lion stuffed animal that would have been a perfect Daniel, but i didn't feel comfortable with it. i knew there was a better lion. it gave me sad eyes when i put it away. it knew it had a chance and it had blown it.
then, i decided i would take a look around. i felt weird at first. then i saw it. the Recycle Store. bins and bins of knick knacks for collages and fun art projects. i suddenly wished i worked there. and that i had more than two dollars. the store is cheap but i wanted a mcdonald's milk shake -- i had decided. so off i went to explore. i saw the bubble area. the air area. the climbing walls. doll houses. the water tables. a construction zone. a RECREATION of Arthur's neighborhood. i'm a big sucker for that cartoon. i really can't help the fact that all my favorite shows are on PBS and that i enjoy children's programming. i want to climb through the library and check out books and check out my own groceries, but i don't want to seem weird. i know the kids look at me at the bubble table. i don't care. bubbles have no age limits. wheeee...fun is fun, as justin would say.
i like fun.
¶ 3:40 PM
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