Strange Museums (as in, way too specialised)

I’d like to open a Museum of AB Negative Blood Type. Exhibits would include exciting and educational things, such a map showing the geographic distribution of this blood type, a kids interactive blood coagulation station, and a wall covered with photographs and bios of famous people who have/had AB Negative blood …Tim Tebow (NFL player!), Suzi Quatro (musician!), and Lee Newman (inventor of the felt tip marker!)

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They have an impressive collection of machines designed to inflict pain in a variety of ways. If you have any imagination, it can be quite disturbing to see.

I remember being told that the purpose of torture was rarely to extract information, but to instil widespread terror and silence political opposition.

This makes me wonder, is the Bobblehead Hall of Fame a place that honors famous people by displaying bobbleheads of them, or one that honors the greatest bobbleheads?

According to their site…

Although the Museum has over 6,500 unique bobbleheads from the collection on display, the Hall of Fame will be an exclusive portion of the Museum reserved for the best-of-the-best. Each year, Members will be able to vote on which bobbleheads from that year will join the elusive Bobblehead Hall of Fame.

I will be very disappointed if votes are not cast by the voters nodding or shaking their heads.

The weird/wacky/wonderful works of Clayton Bailey are no longer on display at the museum in Crockett CA, but some of the collection is occasionally on display as a pop-up in Akron OH. Clayton Bailey’s World of Wonders Reimagined

The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota is actually a real thing, not merely something Weird Al made up (in fact I’m pretty sure everything he mentioned in that song is a real roadside attraction, or at least was at the time), and there is in fact a Twine Ball Museum adjacent to the famous twine ball. My parents live in western Wisconsin, so I tried to convince them to take us to go see the twine ball, but they just don’t get the appeal of taking a road trip to see the big ball of twine.

You can find the world’s largest ball of paint in Alexandria, Indiana. I’m proud to say that I’ve been there!

We were driving across Minnesota one summer Saturday morning on our way to a family reunion, when we found ourselves driving through Darwin Minnesota on US 12. Of course I wanted to stop, but it was hard to find a parking space in the small town. Turns out it was Twine Ball day and the parade was about to start. Just for fun, we walked the half of a block to the main street, where we saw local the Dairy Princess, VFW flags, lots of tractors and vintage cars and everything in town that had a siren. But the very best part were the local kids, dressed in prairie outfits, like Little House on the Prairie, with hoop rolling and twine ball rolling contests. Thankfully those twine balls were only three feet across.

After the parade we went to see the real Twine Ball, which is in its own glass enclosure in a small shelter. You can see it but you can’t touch it. The actual museum was closed, but 90 seconds was enough time to see everything.

Speaking of the Land of 10,000 Lakes, In central Minnesota the Menahga Area Museum has the usual things you’d expect in a small local museum, including some very nice volunteers/staff. If you’re a comic art fan the exhibit of hometown artist Wally Wood would probably be of interest.

But the reason I stopped by was to pay my respects to Saint Urho The Grasshopper Vanquisher. There’s a big statue and a photo stand-in out front and another statue/informational exhibit inside.

Those ropes are there for a reason.

My recollection is that when the web was small and it was common for lists of strange and/or wonderful websites to appear on home pages (what was a home page, grandpa?), regularly encountered was a Museum of Menstruation.

Maybe it had a website, but I remember it more like there being an article about someone’s visit, and that the owner seemed to get that anyone was going to look at you a little oddly if you’re a man who has a museum of menstruation, and he had a sense of humor about it. (In my brain’s early web memories cataloging, this is right between suck dot com and Archie McPhee)