dinosaur w/saddle, originally uploaded by williac.
It’s not always like this.
When I was young I liked to play a daydream game I called “When I’m President”. The fun came from imagining the inevitability of being elected president with all the power that comes with it. As I got older, my presidential edicts and executive priviledges increased in their absurdity, so the game had to be changed to “When I’m King” and eventually to “When I’m a Cartoonish Supervillain”.
Now that I’m older, I’ve moved on from these childish flights of fancy and moved straight to playing “When I’m an Omnipotent Omniscient God”. I’ll spare you the details, but suffice it to say I wouldn’t mess around with floods, fires and plagues… except the plague of frogs. So, after I’m God, if you come home to find your house full of frogs, you can guess that you’ve upset me. Take it as a warning or next time it’s spontaneous human combustion for you.
Now, let’s get depressed by following a thread about dying children:
Ken Ham’s organization, Answers in Genesis, has just opened the Creation Museum and I am downright giddy at the prospect of taking a road trip. This place is to science museums what a cargo cult is to an airport.
As expected, Pharyngula has the story and a nicely edited summary from the blogosphere.
A sneak peek at the museum has disappointed me a little. It looks like the “science” is just as bad as expected, but the tone isn’t as outrageous, and therefore fun, as I’d hoped. I’m refraining from making any definite judgments until I get to visit the place and breathe it in for myself.
Update: more photos