The closet is empty.

I found a lot of weird things in the closet, including a box of mini-liquors today, but the weirdest thing I found was a banner my grandparents sent when I was born. It’s SIX METERS tall!

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It’s also custom dyed and we thought about putting it in the Goodwill pile until we unfurled it. I gave up a lot of things with strong memories attached to them including clothing from VICA where I actually won first place in the US for a competition in Industrial Electronics. There’s no such thing as the Vocational Industrial Clubs of America any more and I should probably have something to remind me of times when I was actually competing on the world stage, even when it was for something as silly as soldering parts together. But really, a red blazer with a big VICA patch on it? How about just a picture of me with my big 80’s hair wearing the jacket?

Other than that, I made a trip to Goodwill to drop of nine boxes of closet stuff and to Peets to feed my caffeine addiction and finished yet another mystery novel. I suppose that just means I need to get out more.