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The stuff, Day 15

A box of socks. Sorta. I do not like white sox anymore, so I donated the batch to a thrift. They all date from the late 1990s and early 2000s and have seen a lot - good and bad -... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 14

Two weeks in, and while it's not getting more difficult to part with stuff, which I'm sure it will eventually, it's getting hard to find the time to figure out what. But, that is inherently the problem. I have too... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 12

I got bogged down with life today, but found the time to put up an eBay listing for this KISS shirt (starts Wednesday if interested). Someone gave it to me for Christmas a few years ago. Probably my sister, but... Continue Reading →

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 →

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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