Trip to Seattle: Mission accomplished; sort of...
I ended up with 10 or 11 shots before the got huffy with me.
Was funny really - first some 6'2" pencil-neck red-head kid approaches me, not quite sternly, but clear and matter-of-fact, blunt, saying "no photos". I played nice for a little while, then of course snapped a few more.
Then I wandered off to some other exhibits, in which Pencil-Neck actually tracked me down, this time with his 6'4" (I'm 6'5", remember) spikey-haired bleached bonde, dual stud earringed gorilla. I successfully fought back the urge to smart off about how they now brought on "the muscle"!
Its funny - these jokers get all huffy, and start into this manning up positioning crap, and act like they're taking the whole thing personal... Like me breaking the rules of the museum is a personal affront or attact on their manhood. Hilarious.
Anyway, this time they called attention to the fact that they do have security cameras (true) and if I continued they'd ask me to "check my camera" - not a chance; I'd leave before I let them have my camera! So I played by the rules from that point. I sort of dumb-founded the brain-surgeons when I asked if I could use my pen-light! They didn't really know WHAT to say, but couldn't really say "No".
In retrospect, though not recorded, the mental images I gained using the penlight (five white LEDs) was more valuable that probably the photos...
And...
This g'dam thing is EVEN MORE complicated than I ever imagined...
More later.