The Museum

I apparently took a lot of pictures of my room when I home. Unfortunately, my parents have stripped the walls a lot in the last year or two, so it's not much like when I was a kid, but a lot of my knickknacks are still sittin' 'round. So, consider this a bit of my origin story, I guess. Here's some shots of the Five Bucks Satellite Office.

I just noticed I didn't bother to take an establishing shot. So we'll use this as the frame:

Ho-ouse.

This is a picture that my parents have always had hanging up around the joint. There porch on the right doesn't exist anymore - we've since expanded on that end of the house. Also, there have never been bushes in front of the house. Just cement walls. But, otherwise, that's pretty much the house. Hell yes, Rural America. My parents are so weird.

Where's Gobbler?

This is the shot out of the dining room window. That's our pond, and a turkey.

There he is!

There's the turkey, in case you didn't see him at first. Just strollin' around. There were some bucks earlier, but I didn't have the camera handy.

The second amendment protects my right to have this wallpaper.

This is the wallpaper in my bedroom. We got it when I was in third grade. I wanted the Peanuts wallpaper, but my dad told me that I should get something that I'll like my whole life and not outgrow. So we went with antique pistols. I now think that guns are completely retarded, and have the release schedule for the Fantagraphics Peanuts collections memorized.

Fucking Florida State.

From 1993.

I am a winner!

Check me out, man. Trophies galore.

I am a weiner!

Oh, yeah, I was a superstar. To this day, the worst anyone's ever spelled my name, and this includes my moran next-door neighbor who spelled my name with a G.

Seriously, let Truman go.

Random crap! The Free Truman pin is from skt. I really liked that movie. The dinosaurs were kits from the Smithsonian, I think. (Well, dinosaur singular and mastodon.) A bunch of us stopped at my parents' house on our way to a ski trip for spring break one year, and one of my buddies touched the T-Rex and broke it, instantly. Within minutes of setting foot in my house, he was breaking crap I did as a child. We all found this quite funny.

I didn't mind Crystal Pepsi, really.

Yeah, I saved an empty of Crystal Pepsi. I have no idea why. I saved the Roger Rabbit one because I really liked Roger Rabbit, too.

Nor did I mind Orbitz.

And obviously from later in the evolution. Noel is from Montreal - whoa, 8.8%. Yikes. The Barking Frog, someone gave me - I didn't actually have that myself, thank God. Bad Frog is an old malt liquor I used to just love but haven't seen in years, and Orbitz is this weird drink with kind of candy bubbles floating it in. And don't miss the Childcraft kiddie encyclopedias in the background. I forget what they were called. Honestly, the only ones I read over and over again were the dinosaur and the space ones.

Anyway, that's all the good stuff I found to take pictures of. So there's my childhood room.

 

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