I may have left the Museum of the American Revolution delirious and hangry, but I was inspired. There had been so much sensory intake that it needed an appropriate release of some sort. Which, in layman’s terms, meant I finished the day watching the musical film 1776 and laughing louder than probably necessary at .. most of it.
Holy macaroni. The holiest of macaronis. 1776 is SO cheesy and ridiculous I LOVE IT.