The new old neighborhood.

I went on a walk around all the old neighborhood to get some excercise, and realised how close everything. Everything used to seem so far away.

Private/kindof public park owned by the new Mormon church down the road.

The Mormon church down the road.

Can't ever resist a big row of flowers.


Fixin' the semi.



This was my friend Scott's house. First place I played nintendo, heard AC/DC and Queensryche, and saw a kickflip landed in real life.

This was Pard's house, he had all the ramps, (as i have graphically displayed) because this used to be a dead end so there was no traffic. Just image 1985-86 and me on a yellow hosoi mini.



This just looked liked a movie set.


Can't ever resist a completely flat beer can, run over so many times and layed to rest in the field, just tragic.


They really don't want anyone in here, the signs seem to work, their lot was person-less.

No smoking

No smoking here either.

Hand painted.