Ever wish a museum was open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week? Well, if you’re a resident of New York City, I have news for you…you’re in luck. Built into an abandoned freight elevator and accessible only down a dark alley, the museum is simply called Museum (how creative!) and officially opened a few months ago. It is available by appointment or by looking through a peephole in the door. The strange and random artifacts and objects gathered together in the tiny room have been completely removed of their everyday narratives. There is a package of melted gummy worms, a Hitler matryoshka doll, an air-conditioning vent, toothpaste tubes from around the world, misspelled food container labels, homemade weapons as well as other items, most donated by local artists. And in case you don’t want to take this museum seriously, it has ornate molding, cascading velvet lined shelves and recessed lighting, just like all other recognized cultural institutions, including a brochure with catalogue reference numbers and object labels. This shit’s pretentious, but gives me hope that one day my clutter will be turned into a museum collection. Fingers crossed!