Yesterday we witnessed ‘The Thing?’ just ouside of Pheonix, we can’t tell you exactly what it is, because that would make it a something rather than a thing. We met up with a guy called Jerry Bone who runs the place wearing a white cowboy hat (which is rock solid and apparently how “decent sixty dollar” hats are supposed to be, unlike my $2.99 floppy straw version I got from a gas station) and loves to entertain people with all the curiosities and mysteries that lay behnd the ominous door in the back of the gift shop. Jerry took us on a tour past giant dead spiders, old tractors, Hitler’s car, model Indians and then finally to the chest that contains the final resting place of… dun dun DUN… The Thing? (the question mark is very important).