NASCAR things. They were my dad's. We went to a couple races when I was a kid in Richmond. I don't remember them at all. These were his. I got them when he died in 2015. They've sat in a... Continue Reading →
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...
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 →
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 →
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 →
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.
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.
Here's a piece of my past that never made a lot of sense. Back in 2001, my amp died. So, I bought a new one (on credit of course, but I do still have it and use it daily). A... Continue Reading →
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