September 08, 2009

Welcome to My Cubby
FOUND by John Tomedi in State College, PA
My wife and I buy and sell used books, and we often find little treasures tucked away in them. This was found in a book of children's poetry, written on the back of deposit slips for a bank in WA. The whole thing is so sweet; we really hope they're still together. And we'd love to know what's on track seven.
baby basil in the herb garden
Sweet...yeah...but kinda PA. "Don't touch me till you read the note..." written on another note? And "Pray that I'm sober"? Hm. Does someone have a drinking problem that leads to bouts of glutinous sentimentality? Having grown up with an alcoholic sibling, I am used to the long, "affectionate" (cringemaking) rants of "compliments" when they have of the drink taken. You're wonderful, you're perfect, I don't deserve you...after about the third time, you begin to believe that indeed they don't.
+ September 08, 2009 02:34 AM +
Librarian in the woodwork

And don't we all hate listening to Travis talk?


I thought the first side of this note was something attached to one of the partners in the relationship ["Don't touch me..."], but then the flip side just confused me because the writer is clearly saying she's not going to be home when the reader arrives. (Or maybe I'm just more confused than usual.)
+ September 08, 2009 06:32 AM +
fooch in confusion, too
Ha! At least it's not only me feeling confused. I would have been fine without magnifying this note.

"Travis Talk Beyond The Sunrise" is the worst country song ever written.
+ September 08, 2009 07:32 AM +
Terrie-Is-So-Very in totally-unique-ville
I thought the "me" wasn't the writer of the note, but that the note was attached to something and "me" is the object the note is attached to.
+ September 08, 2009 08:42 AM +
Hiplainsdrifter in South Portland, Maine

Candidates for TRACK 7

Get Your Tongue Outta My Mouth 'Cause I'm Kissing You Goodbye
Her Body Couldn't Keep You Off My Mind
How Can I Miss You If You Won't Go Away?
How Can You Believe Me When I Say I Love You When You Know I've Been A Liar All My Life?
I Can't Get Over You, So Why Don't You Get Under Me?
I Got In At 2 With A 10 And Woke Up At 10 With A 2
I Hate Every Bone In Your Body Except Mine
I Knew I'd Hit Rock Bottom When I Woke Up On Top Of You.
I Liked You Better Before I Knew You So Well
I Wish I Were In Dixie Tonight, But She's Out Of Town
I'll Get Over You As Soon As You Get Out From Under Him
I'll Marry You Tomorrow But Let's Honeymoon Tonite
If I Had Shot You When I Wanted To, I'd Be Out By Now
If I Said You Had A Beautiful Body, Would You Hold It Against Me?
If It's Got To Be Later, How 'Bout Later Tonight?
If The Phone Don't Ring, Baby, You'll Know It's Me
If Whiskey Were A Woman I'd Be Married For Sure
If You Don't Leave Me Alone, I'll Go And Find Someone Else Who Will
It Ain't Love But It Ain't Bad
It Takes Me All Night Long To Do What I Used To Do All Night Long
Learning To Live Again Without You Is Killing Me
My Every Day Silver Is Plastic
My Wife Ran Off With My Best Friend, And I Sure Do Miss Him
Out Of My Head And Back In My Bed
Pardon Me, I've Got Someone To Kill
She Feels Like A New Man Tonight
She Got The Gold Mine And I Got The Shaft
She Got The Ring And I Got The Finger
She's Out Doing What I'm Here Doing Without.
Thank God And Greyhound She's Gone
Touch Me With More Than Your Hands
What Made Milwaukee Famous (Has Made a Loser Out of Me)
When We Get Back To the Farm (That's When We Really Go To Town)
Who You Gonna Believe, Me Or Your Lying Eyes?
You Hurt The Love Right Out Of Me
You May Put Me In Prison, But You Can't Keep My Face From Breakin' Out
You're A Cross I Can't Bear
You're The Reason Our Kids Are So Ugly
+ September 08, 2009 08:54 AM +
Matt in my cubicle
Anyone else get the feeling the dude named his member "Travis"?
+ September 08, 2009 09:33 AM +
Geek NOT in My Mom's Basement
It would be funny if there was a note on a white pillow that read "No, look on the PINK pillow."
+ September 08, 2009 09:48 AM +
orinoco womble in wimbledon burrow
I may be out of touch (and goodness knows I often am) but what does the title "Welcome to My Cubby" have to do with anything? Was the note found in a cubby? No, a children's book. Was the book in a cubby? Or the pillow? Or indeed, was Travis in a cubby?
+ September 08, 2009 11:09 AM +
fooch in class
Matt has it right...
+ September 08, 2009 12:35 PM +
confused in formerly of state college, pa
I really don't get this at all.
+ September 08, 2009 01:09 PM +
Miss Scarlet in in the Study with a Revolver
And bring me a cold root beer from the fridge. This one has gone warm.
+ September 08, 2009 01:47 PM +
Hiplainsdrifter in South Portland, Maine
@ confused in formerly of state college, pa
- this is Found Magazine's website forum. People post things they find here, and other comment in anyway they see fit on said posted item. Hope this helps. I also helps to have a ceramic cat - with or without panty crickets.
+ September 08, 2009 03:17 PM +
Camelia in over here ;-)
Thanks hpd, for the awesome list of song titles...

but -- what's the deal with the ceramic cat? I *hate* it when I miss something!!
+ September 08, 2009 04:17 PM +
Lolita
HPD...oy....
+ September 08, 2009 04:37 PM +
Erin in Therapy
Ok- so Travis wants to thank his woman for all her wonderful characteristics, one of them being her willingness to allow Travis to come home when he is high on meth and then talk her ear off until the sun comes up. And the thing she isn't supposed to touch until she reads the note? His crack pipe.
+ September 08, 2009 06:12 PM +

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