Tuesday, April 27, 2010

From the Private Files of Mr. Manilow

As mentioned previously, we've been rearranging our humble abode in order to make our lives more manageable. This has involved sorting through mountains of accumulated clutter, discarding what we can (with no small amount of heartache), and finding more visible exhibit space for the rest. In the process, I've rediscovered some long-forgotten gems from the bowels of my collection... OBSERVE!

Photos of old drunks that I am convinced are actually myself and Curvacia after a bizarre time-travelling incident:
boozers
boozer



Hilarious postcards that I'm going to fill out and mail to myself from the beachfront hotel of some exotic tropical isle:

lester
dives
sunday

An awesome puzzle called "The Mods" that I picked up from a flea market and never had the heart to assemble:
mods


And, of course, TRASHY BOOKS GALORE:

bullets
kansas
flesh
"AN EVENING READER," indeed!


laundry
"Laundering procedures in this book were developed in the Maytag product testing laboratory-- a complete, up-to-date LAUNDRY RESEARCH CENTER." Some people have the best jobs, I swear.


killer
In my head, this title always reads as "Killer in DA House."


boy-o
doll


I also found a slew of amazing records backed up somewhere -- a PUTT PUTT concept album, anyone?-- which I promise to rip and post samples from as soon as this ordeal is through.

2 comments:

  1. Thanks! I'm always surprised by how much weird shit we've got buried in the bowels of our home.

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