Isn't it funny how incredibly excited you get about anything that reminds you of your childhood? Well, to most of the world this is simply a picture of a junk dishwasher sitting on the curb waiting to be hauled to the landfill where it will sit for eternity and be forgotten. For me, though, this was a treasure worthy of picture. It is almost exactly the same dishwasher that I grew up with. When the relic finally passed away and the dishwasher people came to replace it, they couldn't remove it and had to send out a special person the next day because it was so old. Don't you love the blue racks and the porcelain tub? I'd guess that this thing is 40 odd years old. Now that's a good dishwasher. Why don't they still make appliances of this quality?
This is my Ansel Adams wall. I adore looking at his stunning photographs on a daily basis, especially when I wake up in the morning. 60% of the photos that I've hung up are from California. Do I need another reason to want to move out there?
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