Our life, for archaeologists

Sometimes, I wonder what my neighbourhood would look like to Archaeologists, a thousand years from now, digging in the dirt.

I imagine some sort of massive catastrophe wipes us all out tomorrow, and it takes civilization a thousand years to build itself back up.  And then, archaeologists start digging and looking at the bones of our buildings, examining what we had, who we were. 

The mall, down the street?  Some sort of enclosed marketplace, perhaps?  Or a gathering hall?  This "food court" area was probably a place where the local leadership was able to prepare foodstuffs to the large population.

The playground outside my house?  Obviously an object of religious importance.  And it seems like it was very important for us to indoctrinate our children into our religion early.... these symbols always seem to appear near schools!

And that gym, that looks like a pyramid? 

Why, that was a way for us to communicate with the gods.  We'd ride stationary bikes to ascend to the heavens by following the steps of the pyramid.

Duh.