. . . the rest of sixteen.

On our way from Louisiana to Austin, we made two critical stops: one, a dreamland cementskape which Ted desperately needed to roll upon and two, house holding hobbies gone uncontrollable.

First, the Hammond Skate Park

Insert Ted commentary here: BEAUTIFUL. so fun, so brief. a ten year old rock and rolled the above obstacle first try, i, on the other hand, had to play the "one more try" game with melissa for twenty minutes. -t.

Second, the UCM Museum, AKA: the Abita Mystery House


Neither pictures, nor words can capture the inspirational experience that is the Abita Mystery House. Art and oddities cover the walls, floor to ceiling, floors and ceilings. It spills out of every opening, it has set up residences outside as well as in. The more you look the more you see, the more you see the more you smile. John Preble, you're a genius, and we love you.


Some of his obsessive collections include bottle caps, paint by numbers, used rolls of film, arcade machines, and pocket combs to name a few. There is a long hallway lined with push button activated southern town dioramas, a two player piano (one cranks while the other pushes keys), and countless taxidermy mash ups.