Rev. Richard Skull
2007-04-10 22:35:07 UTC
Well, yesterday, I burned a vacation day to take my 9 year old great
nephew up to see the King Tut expo at the Franflin Institute.
I picked him up and we took the train from Wilmington to Philly. Upon
arrival ta Suburban Station, I discovered a labryth of sorts and ended
up walking to street level on the wrong side of the tracks so t speak!
We walked down the 3 or 4 blocks to Logan Square where the FI is
located. The weatherman promised sun and 50 degrees the day before. It
was mostly cloudy and 41 w/ a wind chill of about 20!
We got in, I flashed my prepurchased King Tut tickets, which include
admission to the FI in general.
For those not familiar, the Franklin Institute is a Science Museum
that was founded by old Ben Franklin Himself. I had not been there
since like 1974 or so. Not unexpectedly, everything had been changed.
Jason, the Great Nephew, seemed to have this obsession with the giant
human heart that you walk through.
The Big Sign at the entrance says: "Follow the path of Blood as it
flows through your heart"
All I could keep saying was "Follow the path of Blooood!
Btahahhahahahahaha!!!!" Which was very entertaining to Jason!
Jason had to run through it about 4 times before he was temporarily
happy.
It was about 1:30PM and out Tut Tickets were goo for the 4PM group. So
we went to see the big Baldwin 10000 ( old steam locomotive build by
Baldwin in Eddystone, south of Philly, used as a demonstration of such
high tech items as superheaters roller bearings, etc) There is a guy
in it who , when the cab is full, moves the throttle and the old
engine will creep up about 2 feet at the same pace as your average
slug.
Then to the Space exhibit where we saw a Moon rock, a meteor, then
some space suits (which is no big deal for him, as his school has
toured the ILC Plant here in Delaware where the make Space Suits),
shown parts of a old Soviet Space suit from the 1980's, got a demo on
rockets.
Then to the aviation area. The old WWII Simulators I played with in
1974 were gone. replaced with a real 707 Simulator that was retired
from United Airlines (broken), several displays running MS Flight
Simulator, (all but one showing the Blue screen of death) and a wind-
tunnel where using a set of flight controls, you can make a mock of a
Cessna bank turn, etc. (rear control surfaces out of order)
Which leads me to a major complaint. All the real cool demos were
frigging Broken! Really sucked!
The place was also packed as it was Easter Vacation for most schools.
When we arrived at the FI, there were 4 tour buses parked in front,
loading & unloading various tour groups. So the few exhibits that were
working had long lines to try them.
After about 3:30PM, we decied to rest an we got two sodas and a soft
pretzel. The price was lamost $10! Crap! Thats almost as bad as food
at the Airport! Or worse, at a Professional Sports Stadium!
So Finaly, its 4PM and we get to go and see Tut. Now if any of you are
thinking about going, one bit of advice. Don;t bother to bring your
camera as no photography or videotapping is allowed. They even make
you turn off you cell phone. Also don;t take a 9 year old!
As we walked through the exhibits, Jason would just give it a glance
then walk on while I was trying to appreciate the fantastic art work
and all the gold. But I could not becuase I had to keep an eye on
Jason. So I do not get a chance to really enjoy it.
When we finally got out, I got example of the "Curse of King Tut!" It
called the Museum Gift Shop!
I had to buy Jason a few things. But if Jason egts one, his little 5
year old broher has to get one too. So I got them 2 "Astronuat
Icecreams", 2 jello mold, one that looks like a brain and one that
looks like human eyes., and finally! Two "Sea Monkeys on Mars" Sets!
The cost? $70!
Now we walk back to Suburban Station, we buy 2 sanpples from a street
vender as it was really hot in the museum and we both had dressed fro
the cold weather. Jason is not used to the Big City. As we are
crossing a street, he stops, opens his Snapple and start to take a
sip, all in the center of the street. I quickly grab him and get him
to the sidewalk. Explaining to him that he needs to pay attention to
whats going on.
No sooner then we start walking again, then he trips on the sidewalk
(steped on the crack!) and falls flat on his face (luckily the Snapple
jar did not break)
We get back to the Train Station, theres a bum panhandling at the
street entrance, Jason wants to look in his "tip jar", I get him again
and we go down into the station.
We have time so we get some Pizza. The real pleaseant surprise! Two
Slcies, a bag of chips and anotehr Ice Tea for me actually does not
cost an arm and a leg.
So now we head down to track 3A for our train back to Wilmington. Its
now Rush Hour. The train is packed. Luckly its an express that does
not stop at every station.
Sitting across the isle is some lady talking on her Bluetooth Cell
Phone to some client. She's talking about all this persons facts on
his up coming Bankruptcy, to include the values of his assets right
there on the train so everyone can hear! Then she dials up someone
else to talk ab out his upcoming buy-out of another firm. Talking
about Millions of Dollars right out in the open. At the end of teh
Conversation, it all falls into place as she says, "OK, Goodbye
"Bob"'!
Yes another of Dobbs Business deals!
Once we get to Chester, teh trains gets empty enough that Jason and I
can get a seat together. I'm next to the window, head up against it,
half asleep when "BAM!" A Metroliner comes by at 110 mph. The force of
the wind is like someone punching me in the head. You can feel teh
shockwave in your gut right through teh side of the commuter train!
FUCK! I'm awake now!
We get back to Wilmington, pick up the car and drive home.
I'm exhusted!
BUt, in the center of teh waiting room at the Wilmington Station,
there is a model of Downtown Wilmington that shows the
"revitalization" plan. Which consists of mainly buiding down the few
non-slum neighborhoods and building over priced condo's for the
Yuppiies. Leaving nothing left in teh city except Yuppis and crack
dealers. all teh working peolple are being driven out becuase the real
estate prices are too high. I had great Idea to get my Sisters'
plastic Godzilla and place him in the center of the model.
Now My sister and I are talking about going up ther again to actually
SEE the King Tut exhibit this time!
Hopefully one day, when he's older, Jason will remember the time he
saw the King Tut exhibit.
But that bastard has been dead 3000 years, and is STILL making more
money in a day then I make in a lifetime!
Oh the Humanity!
Also saw quite a few MILF's and one or two GMILF's as well.
nephew up to see the King Tut expo at the Franflin Institute.
I picked him up and we took the train from Wilmington to Philly. Upon
arrival ta Suburban Station, I discovered a labryth of sorts and ended
up walking to street level on the wrong side of the tracks so t speak!
We walked down the 3 or 4 blocks to Logan Square where the FI is
located. The weatherman promised sun and 50 degrees the day before. It
was mostly cloudy and 41 w/ a wind chill of about 20!
We got in, I flashed my prepurchased King Tut tickets, which include
admission to the FI in general.
For those not familiar, the Franklin Institute is a Science Museum
that was founded by old Ben Franklin Himself. I had not been there
since like 1974 or so. Not unexpectedly, everything had been changed.
Jason, the Great Nephew, seemed to have this obsession with the giant
human heart that you walk through.
The Big Sign at the entrance says: "Follow the path of Blood as it
flows through your heart"
All I could keep saying was "Follow the path of Blooood!
Btahahhahahahahaha!!!!" Which was very entertaining to Jason!
Jason had to run through it about 4 times before he was temporarily
happy.
It was about 1:30PM and out Tut Tickets were goo for the 4PM group. So
we went to see the big Baldwin 10000 ( old steam locomotive build by
Baldwin in Eddystone, south of Philly, used as a demonstration of such
high tech items as superheaters roller bearings, etc) There is a guy
in it who , when the cab is full, moves the throttle and the old
engine will creep up about 2 feet at the same pace as your average
slug.
Then to the Space exhibit where we saw a Moon rock, a meteor, then
some space suits (which is no big deal for him, as his school has
toured the ILC Plant here in Delaware where the make Space Suits),
shown parts of a old Soviet Space suit from the 1980's, got a demo on
rockets.
Then to the aviation area. The old WWII Simulators I played with in
1974 were gone. replaced with a real 707 Simulator that was retired
from United Airlines (broken), several displays running MS Flight
Simulator, (all but one showing the Blue screen of death) and a wind-
tunnel where using a set of flight controls, you can make a mock of a
Cessna bank turn, etc. (rear control surfaces out of order)
Which leads me to a major complaint. All the real cool demos were
frigging Broken! Really sucked!
The place was also packed as it was Easter Vacation for most schools.
When we arrived at the FI, there were 4 tour buses parked in front,
loading & unloading various tour groups. So the few exhibits that were
working had long lines to try them.
After about 3:30PM, we decied to rest an we got two sodas and a soft
pretzel. The price was lamost $10! Crap! Thats almost as bad as food
at the Airport! Or worse, at a Professional Sports Stadium!
So Finaly, its 4PM and we get to go and see Tut. Now if any of you are
thinking about going, one bit of advice. Don;t bother to bring your
camera as no photography or videotapping is allowed. They even make
you turn off you cell phone. Also don;t take a 9 year old!
As we walked through the exhibits, Jason would just give it a glance
then walk on while I was trying to appreciate the fantastic art work
and all the gold. But I could not becuase I had to keep an eye on
Jason. So I do not get a chance to really enjoy it.
When we finally got out, I got example of the "Curse of King Tut!" It
called the Museum Gift Shop!
I had to buy Jason a few things. But if Jason egts one, his little 5
year old broher has to get one too. So I got them 2 "Astronuat
Icecreams", 2 jello mold, one that looks like a brain and one that
looks like human eyes., and finally! Two "Sea Monkeys on Mars" Sets!
The cost? $70!
Now we walk back to Suburban Station, we buy 2 sanpples from a street
vender as it was really hot in the museum and we both had dressed fro
the cold weather. Jason is not used to the Big City. As we are
crossing a street, he stops, opens his Snapple and start to take a
sip, all in the center of the street. I quickly grab him and get him
to the sidewalk. Explaining to him that he needs to pay attention to
whats going on.
No sooner then we start walking again, then he trips on the sidewalk
(steped on the crack!) and falls flat on his face (luckily the Snapple
jar did not break)
We get back to the Train Station, theres a bum panhandling at the
street entrance, Jason wants to look in his "tip jar", I get him again
and we go down into the station.
We have time so we get some Pizza. The real pleaseant surprise! Two
Slcies, a bag of chips and anotehr Ice Tea for me actually does not
cost an arm and a leg.
So now we head down to track 3A for our train back to Wilmington. Its
now Rush Hour. The train is packed. Luckly its an express that does
not stop at every station.
Sitting across the isle is some lady talking on her Bluetooth Cell
Phone to some client. She's talking about all this persons facts on
his up coming Bankruptcy, to include the values of his assets right
there on the train so everyone can hear! Then she dials up someone
else to talk ab out his upcoming buy-out of another firm. Talking
about Millions of Dollars right out in the open. At the end of teh
Conversation, it all falls into place as she says, "OK, Goodbye
"Bob"'!
Yes another of Dobbs Business deals!
Once we get to Chester, teh trains gets empty enough that Jason and I
can get a seat together. I'm next to the window, head up against it,
half asleep when "BAM!" A Metroliner comes by at 110 mph. The force of
the wind is like someone punching me in the head. You can feel teh
shockwave in your gut right through teh side of the commuter train!
FUCK! I'm awake now!
We get back to Wilmington, pick up the car and drive home.
I'm exhusted!
BUt, in the center of teh waiting room at the Wilmington Station,
there is a model of Downtown Wilmington that shows the
"revitalization" plan. Which consists of mainly buiding down the few
non-slum neighborhoods and building over priced condo's for the
Yuppiies. Leaving nothing left in teh city except Yuppis and crack
dealers. all teh working peolple are being driven out becuase the real
estate prices are too high. I had great Idea to get my Sisters'
plastic Godzilla and place him in the center of the model.
Now My sister and I are talking about going up ther again to actually
SEE the King Tut exhibit this time!
Hopefully one day, when he's older, Jason will remember the time he
saw the King Tut exhibit.
But that bastard has been dead 3000 years, and is STILL making more
money in a day then I make in a lifetime!
Oh the Humanity!
Also saw quite a few MILF's and one or two GMILF's as well.