25th December 2015
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Other odd objects found in my childhood room:
The Starr Report, published as a special supplement by the Philadelphia Inquirer
4 guitar picks (I have never played guitar)
A 1.5” diameter ball bearing
A VHS tape of Garbage’s performance at Rockpalast (’98, I think, though it could be ’96), obtained by sending a blank tape to someone from the trash-talk listserv.
CCG cards:
- Magic, Legend of the Five Rings? Of course!
- Battletech, Netrunner, Illuminati, Vampire: The Eternal Struggle(/Jyhad)? Yeah, I remember playing those.
- Legend of the Burning Sands, 7th Sea, Deadlands, Rage, Spellfire, Wyvern, well, I… at least remembered those existed. Now that you remind me.
- Star Wars CCG? Star Trek TNG? Well, I guess they were licensing everything they could get their… okay, yeah, Middle Earth too, that makes sense, and Harry Potter, and original Star Trek. Like I said, they were licensing everything they–
- The X-Files? I didn’t remember that was a game. Or Dune. Babylon 5? I didn’t remember that was a SHOW. Like I said, they were– Killer Instinct? REALLY?
- On the Edge? What the fuck is this and how do I have at least 3 starter packs worth of it?
- Redemption, Wildstorms… Clive Barker’s fucking Imajica? Are you shitting me? Everway? THAT’S NOT EVEN A GAME.
A collection of handsome, frame-ready prints of major bodies of the solar system, courtesy of The Planetary Society
A surprising amount of makeup
A newspaper from 1997. Highlights:
- The debut of the B-2 Stealth Bomber (front page, above the fold)
- Human interest article. JFK Jr. is… a pilot?
- An account of a local murder trial involving newfangled “DNA testing”
- Long article, starting on the front and continuing to half a page inside, in which the downward spiral of a former local fire chief’s life into crime and despair is attributed, at extreme length, to his tragic affliction with the exotic “bipolar disorder”. (“Also known as manic-depressive illness, bipolar disorder takes its victims on an emotional tornado, raising them to godlike highs and dropping them into abysmal pits of depression.”)
- An absurdly long account of a zoning suit involving the construction of an unpermitted garage.
3 pages worth of printed sheet music for the Cruel Angel’s Thesis vocals. (I can read musical notation at a “drummer” level - I theoretically understand why a half note and a half rest is different from a whole note, and that notes further up are higher, but how much, why that much, and what the hell the clefs and sharps and flats mean is a mystery. Also, I can’t carry a tune in my natural register.)