Manhattan Hillbilly

Laundry Day At The Museum

 

The missus and I constantly try to suck up as much culture as we can while living here in New York City. They don't seem to have many monster truck pulls, so we have to settle for going to these museum things. 

Last week she got us tickets for the Guggenheim Museum. Had the darndest time trying to find the museum, because it looks like a big white biscuit rather than a building.

Supposedly there was this special show by an avant garde artist named Maurizio Cattelan. But I don't think I got to see it, because the missus and I must have shown up on laundry day.

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When we walked in, there were all kinds of strange objects hanging in the center atrium of the museum. The spiral staircase inside goes up hundreds of feet, and they'd used about every square inch of it to dry out these strange sculptures they must have just run through the washing machine. There were lots of dogs, but they were either stuffed or made of paper mache, both of which would make them quite unsuitable for hunting. There was a woman sitting in a refrigerator, strange pictures and even the world's longest foosball table. 

We enjoyed looking at all the stuff, but I gotta say I hope next time they try and get it all washed before the people show up ... and maybe include a pickup truck in the display.

What to do this weekend?

OK, this is a compilation of the most bizarre things possible to do this weekend in New York City.

I can't decide between the Muppet Movie Sing-A-Long or the Harry Potter Evangelical Musical.

 

My first museum visit

One of the things all my Southern friends told me would be great about living in New York was all the museums I'd get to visit.

So after almost two months here, I figured it was about time i visited one. I was walking through the lower east side looking for a Krystal and stumbled upon this museum, so I headed on in and bought a ticket.

I have to admit this modern art thing is a little confusing to me. There were some sculptures -- very long, large sculptures, that looked familiar but that I just couldn't understand. And of course, there's the issue that a lot of museums in the Bible Belt are dealing with these days, with pictures and paintings of nekked people in them. There were an awful lot of those in this museum I visited, but I tried to act like I was one of those sophisticated life-long New Yorkers and didn't say anything.

One interesting section of this museum had to do with animals and they had film of animals, which made me pine for a few minutes about my barn back home. Unfortunately, the guy they hired to make the movies wasn't really paying attention, because most of the films focused more on animal husbandry rather than other parts of the farming experience.

Among the temporary exhibitions were pictures of Chinese art and some interesting artistic pieces made of rubber.

One nice thing about museums in New York is that they all have little cafes, so if you get hungry you don't have to leave. The one at this museum was called that Aphrodisiac Cafe.

I've tried Indian and Ethiopian food here before, but this was my first experience with Aphrodisian food. It was pretty good, and the flavor definitely got a rise out of me, but I still don't know where the country of Aphrodesia is.

Your Sunday diversion

A little moment from Improv Everywhere: 200 people freezing for five minutes inside Grand Central Terminal. Enjoy.