Hello Cody

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FOUND by Joe in Albany, Oregon

These three pages from a Hello, Kitty sticky pad fell from a book that my girlfriend was browsing at Goodwill. Neither of us can recall what the book was. We think there are three interwoven layers here – first, the obsessive “I love Cody/Cody is Cute/Cody is Funny” repetitive text, then the furious counter-offensive “I HATE CODY/HE’S UGLY/HE is Not Funny” text. We think the “He is retarded” was likely added by a compassionate friend – and finally, “So long ago” kind of sums up the whole middle school “Hello Kitty” love/hate thing. Whatever the case may be, if I were Cody, I’d watch my back. Whoever wrote this has a black pen, and he or she is not afraid to use it.

We’ve spent a remarkable amount of time thinking about this.

Well-traveled Book

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FOUND by Su Talun in Bangkok, Thailand

I happened to find a copy of “Name of the Rose” at a 2nd-hand bookstore near Kao Sarn Road. When I opened the cover I found what looks like a letter from the book’s former “owner” to its “to-be owner,” signed off as “B.” Whoever he/she is, sounds like awesome. Inspires you to go out and live life.

Rock Sham

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FOUND by Mike in the apartment parking lot

I was out jogging near my home shortly after St. Patrick’s Day when I saw this little gem fluttering around. I thought it was a leaf at first but, upon further inspection, found that it was actually a shamrock. After reading the inscription, it looks like the author was trying to impress Al, but wasn’t very happy with the final results. I hope Al appreciated the effort.

Raccoon Friends

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FOUND by Amber Dawn in North Carolina

I found these pictures in my parent’s attic. There was no indication of why they were relevant. I do not know the identity of “the raccoon trainer,” or why these photos were taken. I remember being told that one of our family members was a woodsman and that he died because a tree fell on his big toe. Continue reading

My First Trike

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FOUND by Amber Dawn in North Carolina

If you store certain types of antique photos incorrectly, sometimes the image will transfer on to the surface of whatever it’s been pressed against, leaving behind an eerie faded version of itself. I call these “ghost photos.” I’m lucky enough to have a few examples of this interesting phenomenon, and this one is my favorite.