This is the fourteenth in my 30 in 30 by 30 series, wherein I undertake 30 adventures in 30 days before I turn 30 years old on Aug. 6.
Sunday, Quincy and I hit the American Sign Museum.
royal pain
Alright, I'll admit that the concept of a cache of placards doesn't necessarily sound astounding.
But the American Sign Museum is an exhilarating amalgamation of relics that illustrate the best of art, science and commerce. It's a unique art form that elegantly captures popular culture and distills the Zeitgeist of any given era.
Plus, come on. These signs just look cool.
crotch-ety
What's all the hubbub, bulb?
getting tired
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Admission was $15 each but since we showed an hour before closing, the nice folks at the front desk gave us the student rate of $10. I'd say these pictures were well worth the price, no?
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