Quite a hodgepodge accumulation. It is in a rather hidden, out of the way area, blocked from view by a plum tree and a fence. But it's there all right. Just like my love of PBR and Wal-Mart.
Monday, September 8, 2008
But we prefer the term "Ivory Debris"
Though we in my family all possess straight teeth, crisp grammar, college degrees, and a taste for expensive jewelry, I've always suspected that I at least had a streak of white trashiness. Apparently I come by this honestly, as evidenced by this pile of random crap in the yard:
