this may be the only serious entry I will ever post.
I went to the Museum of Natural Science for my English class. Yes, I know, it's weird to go there for a LITERATURE class, but the professor I have is dead set on setting everyone against christianity. It is all that we have ever read in this class- in British Literature, we study Lyell and Darwin and Huxley. In American Literature, we study "Age of Reason" and other bull shit. So for extra credit, he wants us to go to the museum of SCIENCE boredom (although it is an ENGLISH class) and he asked us specifically to look at the dinosaur bones and see how "our hands are like theirs and that it is obvious evidence of evolution which disproves adam and eve" or some shit, and then write a response about what we learned from the museum.
Of course, I'm not writing shit about evolution through the dinosaurs. *thumbs up*
The museum was very interesting- I went with my daddy because 1. he is ALWAYS eager to learn and I believe you should always surround yourself with people who are ambitious and hungry for knowledge. 2nd reason is because he paid for my ticket. oh and because I love him. Damn, I'm a daddy's girl.
So here is my paper. All of my commentary that I've saved for you guys is going to be (in parentheses).
It's pretty interesting- even if you don't read anything I wrote, at least take a look at the pictures.
Upon first stepping into the museum I was greeted by enormous bone castings of dinosaurs that were nailed together and hanging from the ceiling by strings to show their ready-to-attack position. (I looked for a velocoraptor but that shit wasn't there.) Dinosaurs have never interested me much, so while my Father watched some 12-screen video about the mass extinction of the dinosaurs, I wandered through the fake habitat, making my way around giant faux rocks to the back of the exhibit.
+The first thing that caught my eye was the skeleton of an old sea turtle, about half the size of me. This amazed me, because I didn't even know that turtles had bones. (does that make me stupid? LOL) I searched for information about the turtle, maybe to be able to compare a modern day turtle to this ancient creature whose age I was untold.
+Next to the sea turtle was an Armadillo skeleton. At first I thought, "(JFC,) I see armadillos all the time!" until I stepped closer and noticed how large the armadillo was- he was about as big as me! The description read that what I was looking at was a cast of a Giant Armadillo holmesina seplentrionalis, based from the bones of an ancient Armadillo from Houston, Texas. Not only Houston, but Bray's Bayou. (I LITERALLY LIVE 10 FEET FROM BRAY'S BAYOU. Which is funny, because they're not pulling out dead fossils anymore, they just pull out dead bodies...) It humored me that armadillos have been in our area for so long that even my pre-historic ancestors who sat in the same spot I am right now had to deal with them. (I wonder if they fucked up THEIR gardens too?)
+Once I took a few pictures, my Daddy and I went to the chemistry section- his forte, but not mine. There were Lava Lamps (which you guys KNOW I love LOL) and it turns out that there are only two ingredients in these trippy vases- water and parafin wax. Next was a demonstration that showed the effect of regular water and acid rain against stone. The stone under the regular water looked normal- just like wet stone with a small stream running down through the middle. Yet, in the stone's neighbor, the acid rain had carved out every part of the rock that the water had even touched.
For those who are into very valuable minerals and gems, there was a display of the top 8 rarest elements. I had never heard of most of them before- these included Scandium, Rhodium, Iridium, Rubidium, Lutetium, Gold, Osmium, and Platinum.
+After we were done with the first floor, we went up the steps to the third floor, since the second floor was closed off. This room was noticeably darker, and the sign said something about the History of Indians. Immediately I wondered why they didn't say Native Americans, and I wondered if any one had been offended by this. There were many artifacts and it was amazing to see how they used a lot of the same things as I did- for example, there were tweezers and hoop earrings made out of clay from 500 years ago that the women used. They even had certain musical instruments which had art decorated about it and I even saw a few stick figures.
+There were cups made out of pure gold and they sat in their places like trophey's in a cabinet of a highschool where no one even knew who they belonged to anymore. (Those guys must have felt like TOTAL G's drinking out of those big ass gold cups.)
(My dad and I laughed at this one pipe that was a "long-handled pipe with a dog from the takascan tribe in 1400 AD).
+My Dad and I thought we had seen everything, but when we asked the lady at the information desk, she told us that there's something else in the back wall, downstairs, by the staircase. There was literally no one over there, except for a (REAL-ASS) mummy. (aka A DEAD BODY.) I've never even been that close to a dead body before, and half of his foot was broken off! I felt a little sad for Ankh-hap, the forty-something year-old Egyptian who lay before me. I couldn't help but think about the day he was buried- someone probably said something about him being in the ground for eternity, and for someone to mess with that kind of disgusts me. I seriously doubt that his family and loved ones buried him with the intent for him to one day be dug back up and shoved in the back of a museum.
I don't want to post the picture of the dead body or anything, so just google "Mummy." I don't even have an end to this paper, sooo I'm not going to make one. LOL. TYFYT.
Of course, I'm not writing shit about evolution through the dinosaurs. *thumbs up*
The museum was very interesting- I went with my daddy because 1. he is ALWAYS eager to learn and I believe you should always surround yourself with people who are ambitious and hungry for knowledge. 2nd reason is because he paid for my ticket. oh and because I love him. Damn, I'm a daddy's girl.
So here is my paper. All of my commentary that I've saved for you guys is going to be (in parentheses).
It's pretty interesting- even if you don't read anything I wrote, at least take a look at the pictures.
Upon first stepping into the museum I was greeted by enormous bone castings of dinosaurs that were nailed together and hanging from the ceiling by strings to show their ready-to-attack position. (I looked for a velocoraptor but that shit wasn't there.) Dinosaurs have never interested me much, so while my Father watched some 12-screen video about the mass extinction of the dinosaurs, I wandered through the fake habitat, making my way around giant faux rocks to the back of the exhibit.
+The first thing that caught my eye was the skeleton of an old sea turtle, about half the size of me. This amazed me, because I didn't even know that turtles had bones. (does that make me stupid? LOL) I searched for information about the turtle, maybe to be able to compare a modern day turtle to this ancient creature whose age I was untold.
+Next to the sea turtle was an Armadillo skeleton. At first I thought, "(JFC,) I see armadillos all the time!" until I stepped closer and noticed how large the armadillo was- he was about as big as me! The description read that what I was looking at was a cast of a Giant Armadillo holmesina seplentrionalis, based from the bones of an ancient Armadillo from Houston, Texas. Not only Houston, but Bray's Bayou. (I LITERALLY LIVE 10 FEET FROM BRAY'S BAYOU. Which is funny, because they're not pulling out dead fossils anymore, they just pull out dead bodies...) It humored me that armadillos have been in our area for so long that even my pre-historic ancestors who sat in the same spot I am right now had to deal with them. (I wonder if they fucked up THEIR gardens too?)
+Once I took a few pictures, my Daddy and I went to the chemistry section- his forte, but not mine. There were Lava Lamps (which you guys KNOW I love LOL) and it turns out that there are only two ingredients in these trippy vases- water and parafin wax. Next was a demonstration that showed the effect of regular water and acid rain against stone. The stone under the regular water looked normal- just like wet stone with a small stream running down through the middle. Yet, in the stone's neighbor, the acid rain had carved out every part of the rock that the water had even touched.
For those who are into very valuable minerals and gems, there was a display of the top 8 rarest elements. I had never heard of most of them before- these included Scandium, Rhodium, Iridium, Rubidium, Lutetium, Gold, Osmium, and Platinum.
+After we were done with the first floor, we went up the steps to the third floor, since the second floor was closed off. This room was noticeably darker, and the sign said something about the History of Indians. Immediately I wondered why they didn't say Native Americans, and I wondered if any one had been offended by this. There were many artifacts and it was amazing to see how they used a lot of the same things as I did- for example, there were tweezers and hoop earrings made out of clay from 500 years ago that the women used. They even had certain musical instruments which had art decorated about it and I even saw a few stick figures.
+There were cups made out of pure gold and they sat in their places like trophey's in a cabinet of a highschool where no one even knew who they belonged to anymore. (Those guys must have felt like TOTAL G's drinking out of those big ass gold cups.)
(My dad and I laughed at this one pipe that was a "long-handled pipe with a dog from the takascan tribe in 1400 AD).
+My Dad and I thought we had seen everything, but when we asked the lady at the information desk, she told us that there's something else in the back wall, downstairs, by the staircase. There was literally no one over there, except for a (REAL-ASS) mummy. (aka A DEAD BODY.) I've never even been that close to a dead body before, and half of his foot was broken off! I felt a little sad for Ankh-hap, the forty-something year-old Egyptian who lay before me. I couldn't help but think about the day he was buried- someone probably said something about him being in the ground for eternity, and for someone to mess with that kind of disgusts me. I seriously doubt that his family and loved ones buried him with the intent for him to one day be dug back up and shoved in the back of a museum.
I don't want to post the picture of the dead body or anything, so just google "Mummy." I don't even have an end to this paper, sooo I'm not going to make one. LOL. TYFYT.