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I actually carried this as my main wallet in college for awhile, and maybe in high school as well. Oh well.

More treasures from my room: wallet

thats it for now, but I took a few more pictures that were either too embarrassing or whatever. I probably will putz around a bit more tomorrow, so this might not be the last of these. but maybe it will.

Max makes a million

in hopes for my sweet little domestic life, I was really hoping that I would fill my first kitchen with elvis memorabilia, thift store cutlery, and really cool tall glasses.  I managed a pretty decent ‘ole spaghetti factory’ (opening soon in downtown redwood city folks) collection, some nautical ones, and even a few coveted world fair ones.  I really need to ship these out to myself.

 

everything but the kitchen sink.

I know the rest of my badge collection is somewhere, but here is where it kept the cream of the crop.  You can still wear blazers with badges on them at 24, right?

 

badges galore

yup, you hard it here first folks.

honor – wisdom – imagination

…but I bet together they have some sort of magical capabilities.

both of these things no longer work by themselves…

…and it started with this one. which I used to sleep with. every night. no kidding. can you imagine trying to cuddle a globe? me neither.

I’ve even managed to buy some sweet light up ones recently. I think my collection is now up to six.

my love of globes has been around awhile…

This is one of the best 5 part, 10+ hour documentary on the NASA money can buy. Sure, it is hella boring, but that didn’t stop me from watching it over and over again in the 6th grade. Also, in hind sight, there is a good chance thats why I only had like 2 friends in the 6th grade.

space is a slow burn.

In high school I liked collecting badges from bands I liked so much, my mom got me my own button press. This means I instantly became the coolest person I knew. Turns out, basically everything that can be cut into a 3 inch circle looks good as a button. I even managed to find the parts, so this baby may just be coming back with me to ole crystal spires.

one man badge machine.

An amazing $25 spent at the Freemont flea market(WA) the summer after high school.

This bad boy ruined most of my 45s freshman year of college. Basically, it sounds terrible, it eats records, and has trouble keeping speed, which is why it is one of my most favoritest record players.

That reminds me, I also bought some awesome engineering boots that day. I think there are here somewhere.

plastik jamz from the marshmallow dimension.