Wastelands of Suburbia

A place where the cast-off ephemera of the last four generations comes to rest, and is discussed fondly....Like junk, or the injection-molded minutiae of history? Welcome home...Junkyards, yard sales, roadside oddities, thrift stores and more-your memories are deep inside the box, so keep shaking.

Sunday, September 23, 2007


So, the official story is this-dealing with my doggie on the steps, I managed to trip, fall, and break my ankle. The bad news? A broken ankle. The good? Maybe I can get some of this blogging done again....you know, in my copious spare time. I'll be in touch realllly soon.


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