So I set off to visit the Punk Rock Museum which freshly opened this past April. Website hours for today are 10:30 am.

By the time I reluctantly donned pants and slowly drank my tea I showed up to the Museum at around 11 am.

Which was closed. What is today? Do I know how to read English? Is this some sort of punk test? Do I break a window to get in?!

This employee-dude came to the door and informed me the Museum is delayed opening today due to a wedding.

Oh. Yeah…Vegas. You can get married at the Punk Rock Museum in Vegas. There’s an impressive romance to knowing that.

He politely requested I come back in a little bit. I set off for a nearby 7/11 to consume rubbery pizza and play slots.

Oh. Yeah…Vegas. You can play slots in a Vegas 7/11. There’s an impressive bleakness to knowing that.

Wandered back to the Museum which was now open and letting us Misfits in.

As I wandered into the exhibitions…bam: there she was the lovely bride. Standing in front of a David Arnoff photo of Dave Vanian the lead singer of The Damned.

The Bride and The Damned. Well that pretty much sums up Vegas.

I snapped this photo and chatted her up a bit. The groom was loitering in the British punk section.

Today is their 1 month anniversary.

I hope these romantic-punks are having a grand adventure and they have 1-2-3-4!! kids.