Sorry about the lack of activity here on Home Fires Burn, last week was pretty rough on me. Being left behind yet again by Michael, Farrah, Ed, and the loud mouth beardo pitchman threw me into a black-hole of turpitude where my only friends were a lukewarm bottle of cachaça and a stale rind of pumpernickel.
I'm working on a new interview with a fellow who grew up in communist Poland when it was a place left behind at a societal level - they hadn't even invented blue jeans!
New banner will be along when I am strong enough, until then just imagine something consistent with the ethos of this pity party.
