We had to go to Los Alamos. We almost stayed there, but I was still feeling pretty ragged.

We did manage to spend some time at the Black Hole, a “recycler of nuclear waste” that sells used scientific equipment, electronics, lab supplies, nuclear by-products, surplus items and materials. We got pulled into an extended discussion….including a short video. What a place, what people, what a blast.

This helmet was one of the first things that caught my eye.

Cable skull.

Various equipment

UFO bomb

Head on a Platter

Head on a Platter 2

Retirement plan. Fish on missile. Get it?

We were shown the two gigantic marble monuments. They are still seeking an appropriate site. This one was tipped sideways in a storage container outside.

Absolutely had to get this in somewhere.

As might be expected, it was difficult to leave the Black Hole.

Here’s a church I like. It’s right next door. “Critical Mass” (grinning)

It was hard to leave Los Alamos too. We went through a security checkpoint leaving town.

We didn’t meet any nuclear scientists this time. The last time we were in Los Alamos, we ran into a guy who was tasked with helping the Russians find their nuclear materials…

Oh, and these were no-where near the most eccentric people we met on this trip. A Chicago artist turned desert rat that I met in Taos actually told me that when he met Ray Bradbury, their third eyes opened and they communicated without speaking. You hardly ever hear that sort of thing anymore. Or is it just me?