“I foresee terrible trouble, and I stay here just the same” – Steely Dan

So I’ve just about wrapped up another Dallas trip. I usually come down here twice a year for a trade show, and it seems to come up too quickly every time. By the time I get to the 3^rd show, I know a year of my life has completely passed. It seems that I’

m starting to measure my life in Dallas trips. How GRIM is that?

One of the things out here that irritates me is the 6^th Floor Museum at the old Texas School Book Depository: 

Because really… what better event to reflect on historically than the successful assassination of one of our Presidents? Thank you Dallas, for fucking up the security detail on that day. I wonder how long it took for the local cowboy posse to determine that this event needed a fucking museum dedicated to it?

“Ah thank we’s can make a few bucks on nis… hyek hyek. A gun fight at the ol’ Dealey corral. Yeeeehoo!”

Thanks for that, Tex.

Perhaps they should make a “How did Lee do it?” featured exhibit in the museum. You, as the museum visitor, can lean out the window with a paintball gun & pick off cars going by on Elm st.  (3 shot maximum). Maybe if the ball hits a cars’ windshield it can spell out:  “Come visit the 6th Floor Museum (and don’t forget to visit our gift shop!)” for the driver to look at. That’s great advertising for the museum, no?

Also, if you the shooter hits the car… Congratulations! You get FREE admission for your next visit!! Woohoo!

If you miss, you can get a 2nd chance to bean cars down from the grassy knoll. You won’t get anything off of your next admission price, but you WILL get a complimentary “Actually, I Acted Alone” T-Shirt.

 I think I may pitch that to the curator if I ever visit.

I don’t hate on cowboys, by the way. Actually, I think they’re pretty funny. Not quite as funny as Satanists though. Satanists are hysterical.

So long Dallas, see you next year. I’m sure the NEXT trip will be MUCH better.