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We'd wanted to do something special for Valentine's Day and couldn't make an outing to Ann Arbor on the Saturday after, but we could go somewhere new to us on Sunday: Marvin's Marvellous Mechanical Museum. This is a spot [livejournal.com profile] bunny_hugger has known of for years, and wanted to get to, but never quite managed to visit. Now we had a good reason to take the hour or so trip specifically for it. The drive is a very easy one, right up to the last leg: you'd think an attraction substantial enough to be on Roadside America and to have directions saying ``drive underneath the big overhanging clock'' would be easy to see from the road, but it's not. It's tucked in kind of the alley way between a pair of box-store-anchored strip malls, so we needed a second try around to locate it. Also it started snowing because that's the kind of winter this has been.

The museum has a huge collection of mechanical gadgets and gimmicks of various kinds. Some are your classic fortune-teller-type gadgets, torsos sitting in glass boxes and dealing out proclamations. Some are tinier automatons --- there were a couple, modern constructions, of things like a pair of foxes walking and one looking over his shoulder and whatnot. One that sadly wasn't working looked to be from the 50s and would be a whole puppet show doing Old King Cole, but it just ate our quarter. There's also a long track of airplane models which, for a quarter, will swing into motion and ride along for a while. (We didn't know this was a purchasable thing the first time we saw it; we thought they just turned the airplane track on every now and then.) There's also mechanical jukeboxes. And it's got a tic-tac-toe-playing chicken, or chicken automaton anyway. The web page is not clear that this isn't a live, trained chicken and I'd had reservations about going to see that, but, I should've realized. There's also signs and banners and posters ballyhooing stage magicians and daredevils and clowns and other acts of the golden age of vaudeville and travelling circuses and shows. (Or replicas. They're in extremely good shape, anyway.) Also a poster for the upcoming new Disney movie Dinosaur, which I'm pretty sure even the people who worked on never think about anymore.

Oh, yeah, and it also has the Cardiff Giant. Well, it has a Cardiff Giant, specifically, the fake giant which P T Barnum put up when he couldn't buy the actual fake. The world has much to thank Barnum for, and among those things is that we have a forged fakery. At least I trust it's Barnum's Cardiff Giant. Sadly, the Giant isn't very visible: it's tucked way in the back, beside the ticket redemption counter, and it's partly blocked even out front by other gizmos. The museum is packed tight --- everything has something else on it, below it, or in front of it, pretty much --- but I have to assume that the Giant is in fairly bad shape if they aren't going to show it off below the shoulders.

Trivia: The International Olympic Committee relocated the scheduled 1940 Winter Games from Saint Moritz to Garmisch-Partenkirchen in a secret vote held during June 1939; the specific issue was the Swiss Organizing Committee's decision to cancel ski jumping as even an exhibition event (to avoid a dispute with the International Ski Federation regarding the amateur status of ski instructors). Source: Encyclopedia of the Modern Olympic Movement, Editors John E Findling, Kimberly D Pelle. (The games had already been taken away from Sapporo due to the Pacific War.)

Currently Reading: Elevator Music: A Surreal History Of Muzak, Easy-Listening, and Other Moodsong, Joseph Lanza.

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Date: 2014-02-24 07:14 am (UTC)
ext_392293: Portrait of BunnyHugger. (grayscale)
From: [identity profile] bunny-hugger.livejournal.com
Pretending the chicken is real is part of the ballyhoo, it seems, which is why the Web site isn't clear. The overly dramatic description of where he got his striking-snake stunt was another example of how a lot of the stuff in there had amusingly embellished tales attached about Marvin's alleged exploits.

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Date: 2014-02-25 05:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] austin-dern.livejournal.com
You're right, of course; it is part of the ballyhoo, and I should've realized that. I didn't think to compare it to the text around the striking-snake stunt but it's of a kind.

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Date: 2014-02-25 05:11 am (UTC)
ext_392293: Portrait of BunnyHugger. (grayscale)
From: [identity profile] bunny-hugger.livejournal.com
I didn't know at first either. It was only later that I read some more about Marvin's that I realized that the chicken was not an actual trained tic-tac-toe chicken.

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Date: 2014-02-26 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] austin-dern.livejournal.com
Yeah. Now that I understand it better, I feel a bit silly for having not figured it out on my own, but that's part of the fun of the whole attraction, isn't it?

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Date: 2014-03-06 05:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chefmongoose.livejournal.com
Striking snake stunt? *rkk-tkk*

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Date: 2014-03-17 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] austin-dern.livejournal.com
Oh, yes, yes, it's a gizmo that we didn't see in operation, but that according to the ballyhoo it appears to be a stunt where you attempt the ``Cobra Kiss'' --- keep your face to the glass for one minute, despite the mechanical snake striking. It's probably a more tricky stunt than that suggests, though.

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Date: 2014-02-24 10:59 am (UTC)
moxie_man: (Squirrel Feather)
From: [personal profile] moxie_man
Also it started snowing because that's the kind of winter this has been.

Wait...you mean you've had breaks from the snow falling out of the sky?!?! :)

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Date: 2014-02-25 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] austin-dern.livejournal.com
I wouldn't go so far as to say we've had that.

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