nite-time at the BCT
crazy shit going down inside, people
and i have a feeling the madagascar institute has been here...
ars subterranea mini-golf by flarelight
admittedly this is becuase the madagascar institute blew a fuse while welding...
did someone say welding?
prehistoric luggage carts
hey, there's a train station in here
one of the nicest (and strangest) times I've ever had in this building
and a giant ouija board...
julia testing out the mini-golf she helped make (nice visor, dude!)
howie and susan check out the water hazard—"are those real fish?"
closing up shop
nite nite, BCT. back soon.