My old laboratory is now an old haunt. Everything was taken off the walls after I decimated my bookshelves. The south wall is now a teal doorway into madness. Two entire bookshelves are gone. Perhaps in my insanity I'll now call this place my control tower. We'll see. Anyways. I think I'll be posting regularly again, for now my theme being old haunts. I have an entire folder of photos, plus others that need to be rescanned because of my recent hard drive debacle. That top photo? You can still see both the interior and the exterior of The Orbit Room in episodes of CRIME STORY, set in 1962 Chicago. It was a dance club, retro before retro was the in thing, playing Sinatra next to Siouxsie & The Banshees. Now its a bank. A fucking bank. More soon. Wayne
