Just got back. It was a full day. The exhibit was interesting but they packed far too many people into the place. It was elbow to elbow. Quite a few people seemed to be boycotting deodorant and that made it very unpleasant for the rest of us. The paintings were incredible but I couldn’t spend the time I wanted because of the constant flow of people. When I think of Dali, I think of a man who had a sense of humor. This was not in evidence in the audio tour or any of the written pieces within the exhibition. It was simply surreal how seriously they handled his surrealism. “In this piece, the young poet is depicted with a lobster on his head, which offers us Freudian insight into Dali’s own juxtapositioning of….” C’mon guys, there’s a freakin’ lobster on this kid’s head… now that is FUNNY! It’s okay to laugh.

After the museum we walked around Philly. We got home to our parents’ house around 6:30. The rest of the evening was spent watching TV. Lisa switched between Lost, some movie called Drumline and then later Desperate Housewives. I came very close to pulling an Elvis while watching Drumline. The constant beat gave me a headache. Thank goodness I don’t know where my father keeps his gun. (The weird thing is, I don’t mind Robert Goulet one bit)