Let me help you negotiate through this pile of stuff:
The foundation is comprised of an old cat carrier, purchased just days before moving out to Lufkin, and coinciding with our cat running away from my relatives who were watching him, most likely to be adopted by another family in the neighborhood.
Next, a fairly inexpensive tennis racket that I broke the strings on the first time I played with it. I have two more, so why have I kept this stringless wonder? I wonder...
How many sets of jumper cables does a guy need? Apparently the prior school of thought was "five." Well, not anymore.
An unopened can of tennis balls to go along with that stringless racket.
A "knuckle-buster" credit card machine, from my days as a travelling peddler.
And now for last Friday's make-up pile:
three shirts, two pairs of slacks. My closet's still too full.
Peace!


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