Spring break of the mind

I decided to scrap all my grown up plans for the week and enjoy some Chicago while it's here, because before I know it, the weather is miserable again. Just cause I aint in school don't mean I can't have spring break. So today I went to the Museum of Science and Industry. I must say, it's the most enjoyable museum I've been to in a while.

La ti dah ti da. There is an American named Joe. This is him.


Joe used to dream about fetuses when he was younger, though not quite sure why. Today, his spine tingling dream came back in reality. Now Joe remembers why he dreamed about unborn babies when he saw thisssts (Joe has a lisssp).



Dun. dun. dun. Indeed. Joe decided this is enough, he needs a better experience from this museum. He looked for young, innocent chickssthss.



Just hatched (very pissed that the hatching pics came out bleh!..ry).

Moving on, Joe started imagining that he was a giant. Then all of a sudden it became real. Well sorta, When he found the miniature downtown Chicago.



Then Joe saw butterflies in the form of electronic visualization. Sadly though, even fake butterflies didn't like him - but it played with this lady's hand shadow.



The American didn't realize at first that he was tired and hungry. But as soon as he did, Joe decided to poof on out of the museum. *POOF.

See more fetuses at different stages of development here.

disclaimer: The person and events in this blog is sorta fictitious. Any references to dreams and reality might be purely coincidental, and no American, genetic chicks, or unborn babies were used and abused by this blog entry.