This is a collection of stuff from my dresser junk drawer, circa 1982. My mom cleared it out some years later, and I only recently rediscovered my hoard of childhood treasures, bagged up and forgotten in her basement.

Even before opening the bags, I realized that this represented a veritable Pompeii of Generation X, a King Tut's Tomb of hipsterism, and an Ötzi the Iceman of my childhood, all rolled into one.

I hope you enjoy this archaeological adventure as much as I think I will. But it won't be without its perils.