Went to Cleveland for a day and, well... It was more like Silent Hill than Ohio, really. The Rock & Roll Hall of Fame was a house of horrors on its own anyway! At one point, some creeper was hiding behind a curtain and decided to jump out at me, my sister and my mom. We couldn't exactly slap him or get very angry seeing as he kind of looked like he may have had a mental handicap, but I'd still like to know what the hell he was trying to do.
I now have a stuffed aardvark named Dilbert.