OK admittedly the last few years have been spent consolidating, getting rid of, learning to live with less, and of course selling... stuff.
But there are a few items that have managed to survive the cleansing.
One found it's permanent use tonight, after 11 years of not really having any purpose at all, and just recently surviving a run in with Jubs...
The "feather tickler" my mom bought me at the renn fair my freshman year (of high school, thankfully) was a pointless decoration on my costume, and later a repeated failure of "tickle-massage"; it resulted in violent appendage twitches and inevitable bruises :), hehe...
Now, it proudly resides as the first decoration of Peace, the pipe.
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