Stay weird, Louisville: is this Kentucky's strangest city?

Louisville was the last stop on my bourbon tour of Kentucky (it's a tough job, but someone's gotta do it). And I really wasn't prepared for the bizarre street scenes I came across. A giant gold replica of Michelangelo's David, both arty and anatomically impressive. It was dwarfed, further down the road, by a baseball bat so large that even Big Dave would have struggled to swing it, and then, in what I can only assume was some kind of meta-irony, an enormous sculpture of a completely different kind of bat. There was the shop that contained terrifying mannequins (and a clown baby straight out of a Stephen King novel) in its window. Pub signs that look like they're about to fall off the building and land on you as you walk underneath them. A huge mirrored satellite dish. A sports stadium whose REAL NAME is the "KFC Yum! Center". (I can't work out how the TV commentators say this with a straight face at every game.)

I'm clearly not the only person in Louisville who's been drinking a bit too much whiskey…