Days Gone By

I was digging through my desk drawers at work last week. It's not the most organized space, but it's OK, there's not much in there to keep track of. I noticed one thing, though. I have a TON of hair ties and there are some in every drawer. I haven't a clue as to why, but it's a fact. And I also have a ton of them at home.

AND I'm getting my short hair cut to an even shorter length tomorrow.


So I'm thinking that I must gather all those hair ties up and add them to my "Days Gone By" collection...current members are my nose rings, my many containers of crazy color nail polish, my belly dance stuff, my biker jacket, and on and on.

Mind you, "Days Gone By" is decidedly not a life sentence, every item is available for resurrection at a moment's notice.

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Trapped in a Biker Jacket

As a teenage punk rocker I was so excited when I got my first biker jacket.  Truly, such a treasure.  My first one, in retrospect, was a bit lame, though I remember it as AWESOME!  I bought it at the local Army/Navy Surplus store and it was 100% vinyl.  I proudly hung a pair of miniature handcuffs on one of the zipper handles and strung red, yellow, and green thread around the buckle.  Yup, awesome.

Years later, as an adult, I bought a "real" biker jacket...but it never did rock the vibe like my original one that eventually fell apart.  Vinyl, ya know.


Well Dave cleared out his closet a while back and one of his clear out items was an awesome leather biker jacket.  Cool zippers, belt and all.  I've had it riding around in the back of my car thinking that surely I'll either find the perfect someone to give it to who will love it or maybe I'd end up someplace where I could sell it.

Neither of our kids wanted it at all, to my great disappointment, but one day when it was cold and my little guy had forgotten his hoodie, I offered Dave's biker jacket to him.


Me:  "Here, try this on.  It'll definitely keep you warm."

Little guy:  "Do you have anything else?"

Me:  "No.  And this is awesome!"


He put it on one arm at a time, zipped it up, and he looked amazing!


Little guy:  "I hate this jacket!" as he tried to shake it off.

Me:  "Wha?!?!"

Little guy:  "I can't get out!"


And it was true.  He could not get it off.  

So together we pried it off.


So, anyone need an awesome biker jacket?

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