March 05, 2004
museo
for the second time in the past couple of months, I got to hang out in a museum at, like, midnight. this comes as a TOTAL FUCKING SHOCK to me. That museums open themselves up, give you alcohol (all you can drink), and let you look at 11th century chinese plates. Until the alarm goes off when you try to hug the buddha, that is. I should clarify that it wasn't me trying to hug the buddha - I have the utmost respect for museum rules and regulations. I mean, I've been to all sorts of museums, but not until recently did I understand the existence of the "late night cocktail party for rich people" at said museums.
Emily says they do it to get young people out and to the museums. I guess so. All I know is that having a press pass is solid gold. thank you, leg-it-i-mate press.
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