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The stuff, Day 10

No tries at history or creativity tonight. Getting rid of some old shorts. Four pair to be exact. Don't wear them anymore and such. No memories attached. See ya next time...

The stuff, Day 9

This may not look like much, but sentimental value can be silly, right? Even though my old buddy Mike Dewey would disagree. This is a beat up lanyard from East Carolina University. I got it in 2007 or '08. I... Continue Reading →

Hail … err …

Another review of one of 52 for 52 reading project books... I grew up a fan of the Washington Redskins. I went to RFK Stadium exactly eight times with my dad to see games. He went a whole lot more, but I... Continue Reading →

Clearing The Bases by Mike Schmidt

First short review of my attempt at 52 in 52... Clearing the Bases" by Mike Schmidt. I started reading this one on my toilet. I always have a "toilet book." This one did not give me a reason to stay... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 8

This one was actually a little sad. My Bloom County books. Bloom County was a huge piece of my political awakening as a teen. In high school, I campaigned for George Bush, the 1st. I was a typical white teenager... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 7

I enjoyed my career as a journalist. I still freelance, but right now I am a dad first and a retail worker second and journalist third. I was laid off about a year ago now. I miss it an awful... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 6

I got these Metallica VHS tapes a few years ago at a thrift store. Why? No clue. I don't have a VCR. I don't want to see them. I'm going to give them to a co-worker at my part-time retail... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 5

An 8-track tape by George Harrison, "33 & 1/3". I used to have a working 8-track player. I don't anymore, yet somehow this is still in my possession. Not anymore.

The stuff, Day 4

Used to be really into JFK conspiracy theory. Now, with asshattery Trump in "charge" it seems so quaint and innocent. These will either go to one of my ever-diminishing Facebook friends, or the thrift.

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