Happy In Bag

Thursday, July 12, 2007


These chairs represent my childhood. The ridiculous plastic seats are preserved in a corner of Union Station as a reminder of the aesthetic horrors of the 1970s. The Day-Glo throwback is completely out of place in the grand old train station. Having spent my formative years in Toughskins pants and wood-paneled station wagons, spotting these symbols from my past can be jarring. I prefer tomorrow to yesterday anyway.


  • At 10:02 AM, Blogger Greg Beck said…

    You know the worse things about those chairs? If your ass was too fat, a suction would form and you had the damndest time getting up. I mean at least that’s what I heard.

  • At 4:54 AM, Blogger Miss A said…



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