Oh Dog, you Sleuth!

I drive past the vacuum cleaner museum almost every day and naturally was very curious about it. But it’s been something I’ve saving in my back pocket for a while. When Jami and Dave were visiting, Jeremy and I took them there as a consolation for dragging them all over the city in the vain attempt to find lunch. It was the Friday that kicked off the Fourth of July weekend, so the entire city had evacuated as if a meteor were expected. We were happy to find the museum open, which was probably due to the fact that 95% of it is a store. The ‘museum’ was a side corridor full of old broken down machines crammed together.

This display was at the very back. I’m no Marilyn expert, but I doubt the authenticity of this scene being depicted. Still, I recommend checking this place out, because the store part has big tupperware containers of fake dirt and fake dog hair that you can toss on squares of carpet and then vacuum up to test the strength of the products. We were too chicken to do this, for fear of the hard sell.