Prized Posessions

If I ever say I’m humble, tell me to think a bit harder. When it comes down to it, I am motivated and attached to things. Those are things that I paid money for and that money is something that I worked for. In my instance, it seems like these possessions all usually get their 15 minutes of fame, but some still stand the test of time longer than others. Here’s some of my faves.

This is my original Bob Dylan songbook that my dad gave me. It once got chewed on while opened to my favorite song  by a weiner dog my mom used to have. I had never been angrier. Still, prized possession.

This is a safe I got for my 16th birthday made from an old PO box. Secrets go here; which is why the glass window is blocked with a ticket stub.

I wanted this guitar so bad before I got it. Even for guitar-challenged people, it’s “the pretty one.”

This is the Canjo. It’s a fretless banjo made from a can with no tools but a pair of vicegrips and a pocket knife. If you’re interested, check the video hyperlink for more details.

This is not exactly a detailed or ordered list of the things I can’t live without. But what it is, is a collection of things most conveniently photographed for this post. 

Humble or not, a man needs his toys.