The Mutter Museum

Laurel

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Just read an article in Wired about the Soap Lady, and wondered if anyone here had ever been to the Mutter Museum. The article is here:

http://www.wired.com/news/medtech/0,1286,47167,00.html


After reading the article, I looked up the Mutter Museum and found it exhibits all sorts of wacky stuff. Has anyone here visited the museum? Any cool stories?
 
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Hey Laurel, did you happen to get the email that I sent to you and Siren?
 
I have an Uncle who runs our hometown museum and he does seem to mutter on occasion.

Any cool stories? Ok, imagine this, if you will. We were all real small and not meaning any harm and we snuck into the museum late at night. It was downright scarey with all the farm equipment and dried plants RIGHT THERE!!

My brother moved suddenly (the picture of Jim Varner at our county fair scared him) and he bumped a display of chow chow (which is a form of relish, only better.)

Down came the jars! Crash! Crack! Boom!

Uncly Roger thought someone had broken into the museum and come a runnin'.

He was wearing heels. Real pretty heels. AND... he could run like the wind in them.

I don't remember what happened next. It's all a blank.
 
Hello Mutter, hello Fadduh,
Here I am at Camp Granada.
Camp is very entertaining,
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.

I went hiking with Joe Spivey.
He developed poison ivy.
You remember Leonard Skinner.
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.

All the counselors hate the waiters,
And the lake has alligators.
And the head coach wants no sissies,
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.

Now I don't want this should scare ya,
But my bunk mate has malaria.
You remember Jeffrey Hardy.
They're about to organize a searching party.

Take me home, oh Mutter, Fadduh,
Take me home, I hate Granada,
Don't leave me out here in the forest, where
I might get eaten by a bear.

Take me home, I promise I will not make noise,
Or mess the house with other boys.
Oh please don't make me stay,
I've been here one whole day.

Dearest Fadduh, darling Mutter,
How's my precious little Brudder?
Let me come home if you miss me.
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.

Wait a minute, it stopped hailing.
Guys are swimming, guys are sailing.
Playing baseball, gee that's better.
Mutter, Fadduh, kindly disregard this letter!
 
I live in Philly and have been to that museum thousands of time for class trips in grade school (not to mention the Liberty Bell, Franklin Institute and Independence Hall). And that place freaks me out more and more everytime I go, it's definitely not for the faint of heart.
 
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