The May edition of Brimfield 2016 has come and gone. We haven’t photographed our purchases yet, that will come later. What we do have are the photos we took as we wandered around. These are the weirdest photos of items we encountered from Thursday-Sunday of last week. And some of them are truly odd. Others reminded us of The Bloggess, so we went ahead and snapped them. For posterity. We did not purchase any of these items.
I got home from work last night, bundled myself into my Dash-don’t-you-dare-lick-me outfit, and spent some time playing Shaws Monopoly and reading stuff and things on the intertubes. Some of them were awesome, some were thought provoking, others were troll/bless your heart you stupid little millennial magnets, and some actually made me want to comment. Here they are for your reading pleasure.
I’ve been thinking for a very, very long time about writing this post. Years, actually. Part of it has been the courage of Jenny Lawson, The Bloggess, that’s allowed me to even think about doing it, part of it has been the necessity of living a life that is so controlled by this somewhat hidden part of myself, and part of it is that I feel more and more like I’m lying by not being open.
Truthfully, there’s still a huge stigma. I have lost at least one job because of it. I have family who flatly refused to believe me when I told them. Interestingly, it was an email I received from a friend at Harvard yesterday that made me realize that not only did I want to spread the word about the contents of her email, it was the perfect venue through which I could finally open up and come out of the mental illness closet.
My name is Kelly Hopkins and I am mentally ill. I have Major Depression, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and PTSD.
Yes, we know that at midnight tonight you’ll be dressed up and in a theatre seeing Star Wars. (We’re waiting to see it with our nephews and niece after Christmas.) But, this is some of the stuff that we’re reading right now. We think you should be reading it too.
Well, Rory has seen a lot in is trip at HMNH. It’s taken four previous posts that you can view here, here, here, and here. This is the last in the HMNH series. Rory had a very busy day, but, as you’ll see, he got quite a sendoff from the staff when it was time to go home.
But first, more flowers.
Rory has made his way through much of HMNH at this point. In my previous posts, he’s seen much of what the museum has to offer and even got a “backstage entrance”. Thus far we haven’t seen Rory’s visit to the crown jewel of the HMNH collection, the Glass Flowers.
This is the third post in a series about Rory’s trip to HMNH. This is the final taxidermy post and, as promised, there are some old friends in these halls. Today’s photos are from New England Forests, The Great Mammal Hall, and the Arthropod Gallery.
We’ll start in New England Forests.
As I indicated in my post from the other day, my trip to HMNH with Rory involved a lot of photography. Enough that if I put it all in one post I’d either crash WordPress or everyone would give up because it was tl;dr. So, today we’ll see the photos from some of the parts of the museum that feature more dead things, though not quite as old. That’s right, I’m talking about taxidermy.
Today I took Rory out for his first Harvard adventure. As I printed Rory at work at MIT he’s seen a little of that campus. Tuesday, after I finished work at Harvard, Rory had a chance to see some of the, erm, flora and fauna of HMNH. Ok, less flora and more fauna.