The Perot Museum of Nature and ScienceÂ invitedÂ the city’s media elite / anyone they could scrape together that wasn’t doing actual work to tour their stone edifice today. Tim, Zac, Liz, and I went to this morning’s session; a corduroyed arts editor was seen heading for the 11 a.m. session.
In short, it’s a great museum, well worth your time, and opens December 1. We spent less than two hours in the exhibit halls but could’ve spent three times that. Here’s some photos, so you can feel like you were there:
My new best friend. I’ll call him Leonard Foxytail, and he’ll teach me to love again, and then, eventually, about loss and grieving.
Alternate title: T. Boone’s Hall o’ Dinosaurs, Which, When Decomposed, Crushed, and Transformed, Run America
I like to think I’m above average.
My second new best friend is James, but he goes by J-BONE. He’ll teach me how to “Lighten up, brah,” and enjoy the softer side of life, which mostly includes barbiturate use and sex with older women.
“Oooooooo baby Y’ALL LIKE OIL? How about cheap oil, from right here in Tejas? I’m John Barnett, kids, and I’m gonna teach you how the LIBERAL MEDIA has distorted the facts on fracturing.”