Not Enough

I found this note in a little wooden box I bought at a flea market. It broke my heart because it looks like Katherine was crying while she wrote this– there are little tear stains on the paper. It also looks like this letter was read many, many times. The paper is torn like a … Continued

Have a Drink

Found on Huger Street.  I hope Olga got better.

Selling Smiles

FOUND in the original envelope in a bowling bag at a flea market.

From Ivan’s Desk

I’m not exactly sure if this one counts, but I thought I’d share it anyway. My drummer found this note left in his room two days after moving in with this really anal guy he found on Craigslist (’nuff said). He unfortunately moved out before receiving any bathroom pointers.

Satan’s Helpers in Bakersfield

I work for a large corporation in a mega-complex that was built in the early 1980s. While cleaning out my desk in preparation for a move, I found this postcard jammed into the back of the drawer.

Podiatrists Must Flourish

I found this stuffed in a small wooden shoe inherited from my mother’s side of the family. I wonder why the author bothered to explain that the shoes “mean absolutely nothing.” Should they mean something?

We Need to Play Bananagrams

It’s sad that this post-card never made it to the intended recipient, even though it doesn’t say anything terribly important.

Males, Singing and Rubbing

I wondered if I had stepped back into a time machine to the 1950s or something; I mean, I really thought we were getting past all this.

Newsies Love

I found this in a back pack going to goodwill, and I LOVE Disney’s “Newsies” musical. I find myself quite jealous of Chrissy.