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:
Hilarious postcards that I'm going to fill out and mail to myself from the beachfront hotel of some exotic tropical isle:
An awesome puzzle called "The Mods" that I picked up from a flea market and never had the heart to assemble:
And, of course, TRASHY BOOKS GALORE:
"AN EVENING READER," indeed!
"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.
In my head, this title always reads as "Killer in DA House."
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.