I was up far too late talking with a dear friend who was far too tired but let me talk because I was in a fragile state, pearls aclutched and everything.
We were discussing keeping things tidy, and I mentioned that one of the few things making my happy at the moment was that I could briefly tell there was a table under the pile of stuff on my bedside table. I closed with this: "The longer my room stays looking like a display in a museum, the better."
And I looked at that for a moment before it hit me--the wide disparity between general connotations of 'museum' and my personal connotations of a place where important things are set out so they're pretty and easy to see. Museums are like libraries to me, and again I ran into that same schism.
She was asleep by the time I thought of the perfect representation of that dichotomy. So I'm sharing it with you all instead. It's that bit from Last Crusade where The Guy in the Fedora is about to throw Indy overboard, and he says
"That belongs in a museum!"
"So do you!"
We were discussing keeping things tidy, and I mentioned that one of the few things making my happy at the moment was that I could briefly tell there was a table under the pile of stuff on my bedside table. I closed with this: "The longer my room stays looking like a display in a museum, the better."
And I looked at that for a moment before it hit me--the wide disparity between general connotations of 'museum' and my personal connotations of a place where important things are set out so they're pretty and easy to see. Museums are like libraries to me, and again I ran into that same schism.
She was asleep by the time I thought of the perfect representation of that dichotomy. So I'm sharing it with you all instead. It's that bit from Last Crusade where The Guy in the Fedora is about to throw Indy overboard, and he says
"That belongs in a museum!"
"So do you!"