I ain't seen nothing like him in any amusement hall

The Silverball Museum opened in Asbury Park just a couple months ago, and my father has asked about every other week whether I've visited. I hadn't yet, as Asbury Park is just far enough away and in the impassable east-west direction (rather than north-south, the natural grain of the state) that I only really get out there for haircuts. And when I have got haircuts I had felt I wouldn't have time to visit before they likely closed. It turns out they close around midnight. It's a pinball museum, admitting that for such a subject the line between ``museum'' and ``vintage arcade'' can be an uncertain thing.

( And that is the thing bunny_hugger and I did in the midst of Friday. )

So with our both feeling quite satisfied we looked seriously and thoughtfully at the candy, which looked like the sort of quirky homemade candies you might see in an older amusement arcade, but decided that might just spoil our dinner instead. We had a fun time, though, and I'm very glad I made it there, and now that I know how late they're open I won't miss them next time I'm in the area for a haircut.

Trivia: Lloyds Bank, opened in Oldbury in the United Kingdom 1865 by Herbert Lloyd, was begun in part because the Oldbury firm of Albright & Wilson, phosphorous makers, suffered too-high losses of payroll to highwaymen. (Albright and Lloyd were both Quakers, which may have encouraged the firm's establishment.) Source: The 13th Element: The Sordid Tale Of Murder, Fire, And Phosphorous, John Emsley.

Currently Reading: Malaria: The Biography Of A Killer, Leon J Warshaw, MD. It's a library book sale book and pretty near the last of November's library book sale books on my reading reserve. It also dates to 1949 so it's interestingly different to how the same book would be written today, mostly in that it feels like an easier read somehow. Maybe it was aimed at a more general audience than the equivalent book would be today.