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BW3 + French Boy goes home
I'm such a mixed ball of emotions right now. And since Emily (my therapist) is out of town for awhile, there are two whole weeks between my last and next appointments. (I typically go every Monday.) To make sure I didn't have any time to fall backward, she gave me a crapload of "homework" to do. Yeah, definitely keeping me busy, Emily, thanks. Buuut it's a good thing.
Today I went to Body World 3. If you ever have the opportunity to go to this thing, GO! I'm serious. It's mind-blowing. It was sooo fantastic. Wow. I mean... wow.
This is the Body World homepage...
...but this is the site of the AZ Science Center, where the exhibit is housed. I think it does a better job at showing you a little of what I saw, although it doesn't NEARLY do it justice!!!
This also came up in my Google results, and it's a really interesting (and somewhat scary) site about plastic surgery. :S
Anyway, Body World 3 is FREAKING INCREDIBLE, and if you ever have the chance, you MUST go see it!!! One of my favorite things (that I can remember -- there was so much to see!) was the fully-intact-but-for-his-skin person... who was holding the skin of his entire body (20 lbs. of skin) draped over his arm. It was crazy, you could see all the hairs and everything, including his arm pit, and his buttcrack hairs *shudder*, etc. Just so much detail, and it was so crazy to be looking at it and have the realization hit me once again that it was all REAL! That's what the entire experience was like, actually. Particularly when I was looking at one of my other favorite displays: the embryos and fetuses. I can't even describe to you how stunning it was. And kind of sad.
Then there were all the reproductive organ displays -- which reminds me, I had originally been considering, if only for a few minutes, choosing this as a date activity... until my friend Sarah, who was with me at the time, said, "Amanda. No. There're like twenty penises there!" I honestly wouldn't have had a problem still, since I don't get uncomfortable about stuff like that, but if my date got uncomfortable... Yeah. And I know, it's not exactly the most romantic thing to do, but definitely interesting and fun! And you learn a lot about a person going there together. LOL (So maybe I'm not into "traditional" stuff all the time. : P)
Anyway, the reproductive displays. This guy saw the sign that indicated the upcoming display would have the whole breasts (as opposed to slices) -- along with vaginas and ovaries and all that good stuff, but it was the boobs that caught his attention -- and he quickly walked over, dragging his wife behind him, excitedly saying, "BOOBIES!" He stopped next to me, all set to ogle the breasts... and his facial expression when he actually looked down was priceless. Somehow they're just not quite as sexy when they've been hardened with plastic and you know they're from a corpse. I laughed and said, "Pretty hot, huh?" and he just grimaced, then laughed and said, "Yeah, not so much."
Then the three of us moved onto the male genitalia together, and when I was looking at one (erect) penis, I couldn't help it. I commented to the few people who'd just joined us (including my mother), "This guy is some exhibitionist, huh??" The lady to the left of me said, "Maybe so, but he really knows how to rise to the occasion!" and I said, "Yeah, but c'mon, it's not like he has a hard job!" and someone else, "I don't know -- he's had to hold that pose for such a long time!" The jokes only got worse from there (believe it or not, it really was possible), with everybody contributing. It was horrible and tacky, but hilarious. It's also amazing to me how strangers can bond so quickly over sexual innuendo.
Aaaanyway, for the most part, it was just an incredibly educational, awe-inspiring experience. I'd love to write more about it, because I did have plenty I wanted to say about the quotes they had up on the walls, the art history tidbits, etc., not to mention the cancer-riddled organs and stuff... but, well, right now I don't know that I want to write about the cancer part of things. No, not right now. Suffice it to say, it was a completely phenomenal experience, and I'd really like to go again someday. They'll have added new people by the time it comes here again, and plus, I wanna see it when I don't have to be constantly checking the clock to make sure I get home in time.
I should've allotted more time for BW3, but I didn't realize I was going to want to linger at every single display and memorize all the factoids and stuff. lol As it was, I baaaarely made it out of there in time. I had to get home for Symeon to pick me up in time to get to the movie. We (finally) saw Night at the Museum, and frankly, I was kind of disappointed with it. It was cute, and had some really funny parts, but I don't know... I guess I just had higher expectations for it since it was Ben Stiller. My mistake. But we had fun, and I learned more French, and Symeon pointed out that he's leaving in nineteen days! to go back to France. So he wants to pack in a whole bunch of stuff over the next couple of weeks. We'll see how much we can stand of each other, though. : P
That is all. You are dismissed. = ]
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2007-03-06 21:09
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After having to deal with the likes of you, I can see why your therapist skipped town for a while. You're such a loser. (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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