If you're in Southern California (or probably anywhere in California), the local PBS stations carry this show California's Gold. It's a little goofy, and the host, Huell Howser, just falls all over himself to fawn over the most mundane kinds of things like interestingly colored rocks or poison ivy or whatever.

Still, there is something about this show that I can't seem to get enough of. It's not the kind of thing I'd actively watch, but just to have it on in the background on a lazy weekend day before I get ready, it's really fantastic. I was watching it this morning and they went to visit the Roy and Dale Evans museum.

This museum is filled with just all kinds of crap, and then they cut to one of the kids who is standing next to these mannequins that had been created by taking latex castings of Roy and Dale. It was supremely creepy because I was thinking you know the guy had his horse stuffed, and here is the family stuffing the mom and dad and making a few bucks taking gawkers through to look at it.

Then, they actually cut to Roy and Dale themselves who were, at least at the time of taping (and maybe even currently) surprisingly still alive and kicking. At least they were alive. I'm not 100% sure about the kicking part. They either had on a lot of make up or they'd had a lot of work done because they looked even more artificial and creepy than the rubber mannequins. Naturally they took Huell back to look at the stuffed horses and talk about what a great horse trigger had been. I'm not sure why, but the whole thing just left me with an indescribably icky feeling. I think I need to go take a shower now.