I realized today that I could just wander around taking pictures of the things I have lying out on view and have enough to blog about for 365 days without ever leaving the house. So that means, if I cracked open the trunks in the junk dungeon, I could stay inside blogging for thirty years or so, if someone would just bring me enough sausage to live on. I may be turning into something of a recluse, because that sounds kind of fun! I don't know where I found this scrapbook, so blogging about junk has not improved my memory for past events. So many junk stores just blend into one after awhile. This scrapbook is full of early 20s newspaper clippings, mostly about how to fry things.
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Yowza! A kindred spirit! I have several old scrapbooks that get buried, then dug up and each time I find them again it's like talking to a long-lost friend! Hmmmm I wonder where I put them THIS time?
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