Back from a rough week in Fresno. Emptied an entire house into a dumpster. I was able to save a few memories and am contemplating starting a reoccurring post in which I scan in some of the weird stuff I came across during the last days of 2107. I was also able to grab (and transport back to PDX) the two things I wanted most from that house:
A painting my maternal grandmother (who died before I was born) made of The Avenue of the Giants.
And...
A beige and orange bench from the old Hollywood Lanes which is surely worth more than the $40 I paid for it thanks to The Big Lebowski's growing cult status over the years.