Photos During Lunch
Taco Bell is every bit as good (and as nasty) as I remember it. There’s definitely something about biting into Grade F beef that makes it seem like a delicacy.
This was something I saw, en route.
I don’t know if many of you know this, but I’m a big fan of Harry Houdini. I read a lot about him as a kid, and really enjoyed Ruth Brandon’s biography of him (The Lives and Many Deaths of Harry Houdini). Even as an undergraduate at Indiana University, and long before I moved to Chicago, I’ve thought on several occasions about driving up to Appleton, Wisconsin, just to see the Harry Houdini Museum.
On calling, I think I found out it’s this smallish place, with maybe like 2 rooms. Still – it’s close enough I should really just go on up there.
I know a lot of random trivia about the guy. He travelled with a circus for a while (prior to working Vaudeville), and learned the art of swallowing/regurgitating things. He was trained by a circus mentor who tied a potato to a string. Eventually, Houdini learned how to utilize his throat muscles so that he could swalllow the potato (and bring it back up) almost effortlessly.
Prior to some stunts (like being locked inside a jailcell), his wife Bess would kiss him for luck. During that kiss, she would pass him a small piece of metal (or a key), which he would then use to break free.
Man… I need to go to Appleton. :)
I find it pretty funny that I’m posting this image now, after having watched the first Presidential debates only an hour ago.