For some reason, whenever I look at it, I always think of Hoshino Tetsurou from Galaxy Express 999.


My grandfather made the dry sink and it sat in my grandparents basement for as long as I can remember; unused and piled with junk. When we were cleaning out his home to put it up for sale, my mother asked me if there was anything I wanted. Since my cousin had already claimed the dresser I had wanted, I asked for the dry sink.
Perhaps you've noticed that I seemed to have forgotten about this poor little blog.