[Crowbob]

I’ve never been to the Guggenheim but I did go to the Chicago Musem of Modern Art once. If I go again it’ll be by mistake.

There was this giant womb-like looking thing made out of steel or alubamum cables or whatever that the sucker patron like myself who paid to get into the museum is supposed to climb into to feel the greatness of life before birth or the warmth of amniotic fluid or some other stoopid experience I’m too neanderthalish to comprehend.

Some old-ish lady with a weird hat was climbing into it as I walked by admiring the oddly-shaped French-fry squished on the floor next to the placard thing explaining the meaning and depth of the installation and the name of whomever scammed somebody out of the money it cost to build the thing.

Anyway, on the way out the weird hat lady was climbing out of the thing and was glowing and smiling and just like a recently hatched puppy all enthusiastic and stuff.

I did manage to not laugh out loud until I got out of the place.