ROCKS, dude, ROCKS. \n\nThousands upon thousands of permutations of mineral combinations, in any color you would ever find in a prismacolor art pen set, gathered and catalogued, taxonomed, set out, displayed. And. ZOMG. ROCKS! I had no idea how interesting you are! Azurite? What the fuck is azurite? Copper and shit? It's beautiful! I wish my heart was the depth of solemn, glittering, unwaveringly beautiful BLUE that azurite is! \n\nThis, and approximately three thousand OTHER rock revelations await you at Carnegie. We spent hours in just this tiny wing of the museum, lit like a jewelry store in Blade Runner, with Swarovski LED bulbs blasting concentrated beams of light onto all these natural wonders, stirring your human propensity for awe. \n\nOh yeah, and dinosaur bones. Yeah, whatever, dinosaur bones. We've seen countless amusement park replicas of dinosaur bones. All those fakies out there take the wind and majesty out of seeing the real thing. It's not like you're allowed to touch them, and grok the tactile sense of Reality separating amusement park plaster bullshit from divine lattice of fossilized hypoxyapetite calcium evolved from eons and eons of trial and error and perfectly preserved in a block of mulch for millennia millennia. Ok, so, a few dozen dorky Japanese tourist style funny photos later, and you saunter off, and find the\n\nBUGS. Which are catalogued and organized ever so impeccably, you are stopped, stunned at all these iridescent colors and Galapagon proportioned choleoptera. So mesmerized by this alternate Earthling reality, you hardly hear the security team mention to you for the umpteenth time that the museum is closed and you can some back and ogle tomorrow. \n\nTake them up on it. Ogle tomorrow, Everything here is cool.
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