Today Thing 1 and I went to the Lawrence Hall of Science at UC Berkeley. I wanted to catch an exhibit there that closes in a few days, and I figured Thing 1 would enjoy tagging along to a science museum.
The exhibit is on forensic entomology, and it was worth visiting. Allison learned a bit (and didn't find it too gruesome--she has her mother's tastes). When we returned home, I got a kick out of listening to her tell the neighbor kid what forensic entomology is. As if the neighbor kid's parents didn't already think my family was weird!
I'd never been to this museum before, and it was worth it just for the kick-ass view. It was a little hazy today, but still, doesn't Thing 1 look like the Empress of the East Bay?
On the way back, I decided to stop at a knitting store I'd never visited before in Oakland. I was disappointed. The selection was okay, although the yarn was displayed by color, which I find annoying. But even worse was the woman working there. There was only 1 other customer in the store when we entered, and the employee was helping her choose a color. As we walked in the door, the employee looked right at me and sort of gave me a dirty look. No smile, no hello, no nothing. I wandered around for a few minutes, looking for a particular yarn, but she never said a word or acknowledged my existence. So I left. Maybe she's a delightful woman who was just having a bad day, but with plenty of yarn stores to choose from, I don't have much patience for rudeness.
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Uh, lady, that's no way to attract customers to your wool store! I always leave places like that too.
As for forsensic entomology, I find that quite fascinating myself, but then, I have a secret Ann Rule addiction and I find murderers fascinating as well. I'm not saying I like them or want to meet them, but their twisted brains interest me! But I just like to read about them. No need to have an up-close-and-personal encounter.
I have a friend who studies serial killers. She interviews them and everything. Fascinating work, I'm sure, but not quite my cup of tea.
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