Talk about fleeting; I had perhaps three seconds to prepare for this photo:
(Nikon CoolPix S9100, Landscape Setting, edited to black-and-white in iPhoto.)
Overheard while exiting the Exploratorium after attending the special Adults Only events last Thursday night. 25-ish white male geek, to his 25-ish white male geek friends: “Next time I come here, I’m gonna have a joint first!”
A few hours earlier, overheard while entering the Exploratorium to attend the special Adults Only events last Thursday night. 45-ish white male geek, to his 45-ish white female wife or girlfriend: “My buddies and I would have a few bong hits before visiting the old Exploratorium, but since they moved here, I don’t need to anymore!”
Getting stoned before visiting the San Francisco Exploratorium is one of those great traditions of life in my hometown of which people tend not to speak. The people who work there must know that a significant percentage of their patrons are already tripping as they come tripping through the door, but let’s face it, “The Exploratorium Makes Any Buzz Better!” is not exactly the most workable advertising slogan. Besides, they probably prefer people who arrive sober and then spend $9 apiece for an Exploritif, the house cocktail.
Vonn Scott Bair