ray lahood's onesie, DOT gift shoptoday all the library interns took a tour of the archives and library at the national museum of american history. i bumped my elbow on a box of duke ellington's master recordings, then past an aisle of boxed ephemera labeled:
warshaw collection: whiskey-zoology
i need to develop some weird research interests so i have a reason to devote mass quantities of time to scour and scour. they have things like every script from m*a*s*h, ella fitzgerald's american express card and personal correspondence, and tons of advertising, film, and photography collections. pop culture paradise.
my co-worker scott and i, along with fellow library schoolers jeremy and jessica, wandered around one area of the actual museum once we were finished with the behind-the-scenes events.
julia child's kitchen
brb, getting my personalized branding iron
being educatedan exhibit of pop-up and moveable books
this last one reminded me of how fascinated i was by the overlays in my mom's anatomy dictionaries as a kid. circulatory, muscular, nervous, skeletal- vital systems disappearing and reappearing, layered back and forth.
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