"Body Worlds" -- Unless you're in med school, you're probably never going to be within arm's reach of dead human bodies (except at funerals). And maybe that's just fine with you, but this Milwaukee Public Museum exhibit of real bodies preserved through a process called plastination is such a learning experience that the fascination of in-your-face science and anatomy far outweighs the potential creepiness. In this world-traveling exhibit, you'll see healthy lungs next to smoker's lungs, a normal sized heart alongside a grossly enlarged one, joints replaced by pieces of plastic and metal and 20 whole bodies with their organs, muscles, bones and nerve systems. The show leaves you with an overwhelming sense of astonishment at how the body -- so intricate, complex, fragile and resilient -- manages to function as it does. "Body Worlds" is at the MPM until June 1; block off a good two hours for this experience. -- Julie Lawrence

"Yuma" by Justin Townes Earle -- A five-song sampler by a talented youngster with a bright future and a famous father (Steve Earle). Check it out on iTunes and you'll be able to say "I've been listening to him since the beginning." --D.O.

The view from South Shore Park -- It's tucked away a bit, and not exactly one of our city's premier tourist destinations, but Shore South Park features one of the best views of our wonderful city. The park, in the heart of Bay View, of course, hosts the annual Frolics festival and has a farmer's market on summer weekends. But, don't wait until summer to drive or walk over, look north and admire this amazing view of Milwaukee. --J.S.

'Zines -- I used to read stacks of 'zines every month but, for some reason, I fell out of the 'zine scene in the past few years. Were they products of the '90s that slowly lost popularity or have I just developed an accidental 'zine blind spot? Either way, I'm now in search of great DIY publications, especially after reading one that a friend gave to me for the holidays called "Molly The Popsicle." It's an existential story of an orange Popsicle left on a counter to melt, written by a father-and-son team (ages 31 and 5!) in Danville, Ohio. So, if you have an interesting zine, send it my way. I might even try penning my own. -- M.E.