Bob Myers, Snake Man
Albuquerque Monthly Magazine
Bob Myers is an extremely normal, extremely polite man who just happens to have an odd profession. He collects snakes. Many kinds, mostly rattlesnakes.
Myers’ American International Rattlesnake Museum, tucked away into a corner shop in Old Town, is the kind of place where people who are afraid of snakes should not enter. Myers owns dozens of rattlers, all alive (except for one rare rattler lovingly preserved in a jar), all expertly displayed. This is a serious museum, with the snakes’ genus, species, origins and histories carefully labeled on each tank.
There are some odd snakes, including a big albino rattler, and some with striped markings when they should have diamond markings. By the way, Myers wants to dispel a few rattlesnake myths: Their bites hurt like crazy, and require anti-venom treatment to kill the symptoms, but rarely kill. If a dog is bitten on the snout by a rattler, the dog is likely to live, although its nose will swell up like a watermelon.
Someday, Myers hopes to construct a bigger rattlesnake museum. "There are plans in the works," he says. "That’s all I can say right now."
Q. Have you ever been bitten?
Q. Do people ever ask you if you’re nuts?
Q. There is a certain fascination with snakes. What do you think it is?
Q. Do you keep snakes at home?
Q. How many?