I should be doing homework, so I am blogging. I should blog about crafts, but I am going to write about the tractor museum, more specifically the
Lester F. Larsen Tractor Museum in Lincoln, Nebraska. I am a museum person. I like to go to them. Sometimes museums make something that isn't cool seem cooler. Tractors are inherently cool, but they are transported to an other-worldly place at the Lester F. Larsen Tractor Museum.
I have been twice. I usually go with male friends thinking they'll love it. While they seem to, I love it too. Highlights include: tractors, barb wire collection, helpful docents, AND the smell of gasoline.
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Oops, I didn't see this centaur at the museum... |
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But I did see this one! I have officially adopted Centaur as the new name for my car, it seems to fit the prius perfectly, part man, part animal... |
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If ever I end up on a farm, I would like to drive around in this tractor. |
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Sadly the Centaur's line's are not as classic as the McCormick-Farmall. |
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Apparently some tractors don't have tires. |
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