I found this little gem on the roof of my building one day, apparently a leftover from my landlord’s Memorial Day barbecue. I’m so enamored of this mysterious boxtop that I don’t even really want to know exactly what it is. I’m afraid that the brutal truth would only convince me that Meat-O-Mat really isn’t good for teenagers.
[Note: I didn’t have a blog per se when this entry was written. I just had a hand-coded site with a few pages. I added and properly backdated all that stuff to show what I had been posting online, and this is just the oldest one I could find.]
Still my favorite artifact of the Rumpus Room!
Best,
The Former Josh Greenberg