I don't know when my obsession with old stereo stuff started. I guess when I got a Panasonic record player/radio/8-track on eBay in 2000 or so. It was boxed and in perfect shape. I figure it was a return to... Continue Reading →
Elvis guitar magnet. Part of a big set that Emily gave me (I think?). Izzy enjoyed it for a bit. Throwing it out.
A baby from a king cake. Kept as a memory. Of New Orleans, I'm guessing. A memory that faded to nothing. See ya.
Nah. I got a new job, finally. So, posting has been a low priority. That will change tomorrow. I've got a lot of things tossed, donated, or sold. See, new job, Oxford comma nonsense...
I'm trying not to Really, I am. Yet it never happens The way it should. I hope you remember, Though it's silly. Come on now, It's time. Goodbye.