A Photo Journal of Our Discovery Institute Adventures

Tiana met me at the Seattle airport on a Friday. It was nearing noon and we decided to hit up a bar for some liquid courage before embarking upon our mission to infiltrate the Discovery Institute disguised as good little Christian school teachers. Our first stop was to a dive place for organic burritos and enormous margaritas. This, clearly not being enough to raise our spirits, displeased Tiana and so we headed down the street for Jack and Cokes.



And so moments later we gulped down our second drinks of the day, and all was good.



All was good, that is, until we realized there was a baby. There was a baby in our bar and we had to get out as our inebriation depended on it.



All was made right shortly, however, as we found a lovely little place that not only served alcoholic beverages but also provided entertainment in the form of pinball machines. Unfortunately, rum smoothies plus pinball equals pinball death. Observe.







Then we had to get down to serious business and plan the gruesome details of how we were going to go about making our precious way in. The prospects were daunting and we didn't expect to last more than five minutes in such a place as we were sure our giggle fits and rum breath would give us away.





By the time we were having a blast with our cocktail umbrellas we knew it was time and we could no longer put off the inevitable.





So away we went. You know the story as Tiana so brilliantly wrote about on her blog (and I linked to each episode in my last post). We were giddy as we left with our unlikely information and our loot and I managed to snap a photo of the seemingly hidden door before we skipped off into the sunset to sing our praises to each other and into more glasses of alcohol as the night approached.



First we went home to roll around in our loot and then we decidedly kicked god out of our hotel room.







We then went out for more drinks and thought of all the blatant lies we were told in the name of Intelligent Design and it vexed us quite sorely.







But then we went to the park and nobody can be sad or angry at the park so we ended on a high note, especially since we came back and our Do Not Want Bible was gone!

Tiana preferred the swingset.





While I preferred the slide.








And there you have it. A perfect day.