Downtown Aquarium

We drove into Houston to see the Downtown Aquarium this morning, and to have lunch at The Aquarium restaurant. Both are right off of I-45, and there's a Ferris Wheel on the grounds, which lets you overlook both the freeway and part of the downtown city-scape. Not exactly my idea of a good Ferris wheel ride-- breathing in fumes from vehicles going 70 miles per hour on I-45. This Downtown Aquarium is not to be confused with the Houston Zoo's Aquarium, or the Aquarium at Galveston's Moody Gardens.

The Downtown Aquarium set-up is the result of one Houston man's quest to buy up empty property and do something with it. This is the same man who turned the quaint, sleepy little village of Kemah into a daily carnival and tourist attraction, with enough traffic to circle the globe at least twice. He's also the same man who's trying to duplicate his Aquarium set-up on Galveston's sea-wall, and has even bought a hotel and casino out in Las Vegas. I guess he's trying to put an aquarium and a Ferris wheel on any piece of land big enough to hold them.

The downtown Aquarium Restaurant was just as nice as the one in Kemah, but the aquarium itself can't compare with the one in Moody Gardens or the one at the zoo. Still, it was a nice thing to do on a sunny morning..... and it cooled down some today. I think the temperature was in the low 90s instead of the low 100s.

I'm still writing the 'script' for our Halloween Mystery Party. I've got all the characters, their names, their descriptions, their props. Now I'm working them all into a story. I read some of it to my husband. He liked some of it, wasn't impressed with other parts of it.... he told me it needed to be funnier. Everyone's a critic.

Well, pardon me....... I think the really funny parts are going to come when our friends take the scripts in their hands and put their own little ad-libs and gestures into it. The Mystery Dinner Theatre we went to the other night had third-grade jokes in it, in my opinion. I've been trying to weave a story that takes place right here on our street, and even makes fun of a woman who keeps planning one party after another. Sound familiar?

I told my husband to give me a break. This is only the first draft, after all. At least wait till it's all done before he tells me it won't be funny enough. At least then I'll have an entire script to throw at him, rather than just a few pages. (Now that's funny.)