My glasses. I had left my glasses in the car because I was wearing my contacts. I was very upset when I believed they had stolen said glasses, because they were more than $300, and I'd have to replace them very quickly. But, no. Apparently, no one in South Central wants to look like they're in Weezer. But, as I pointed out yesterday, the thieves did steal my $15 sunglasses. I'm going to abandon this topic now before it turns into me climbing into an ivory tower and filibustering on the values being instilled, etc.
A Michael Vick football. It's rare you can find a cool Michael Vick football these days. But I had one in the car, left there from a football game about a month earlier. (And purchased a few years back, before he started eating puppies or whatever.)
The key to JD's Honda. Last September, I moved from Hollywood to Venice. Back in Hollywood, my roommate JD and I shared a tandem parking spot (which is where one person is always blocking in the other). So we each had a copy of the other's car key in our glove boxes, in case one of us needed to get out but was blocked in.![]() More of the carcass of my Jeep. |