The Wright Sight created an Open Call in which he asked for bloggers to list five things they would include in a Time Capsule that would represent them. Well, I don’t think I would ever build such a container, but I know one thing for certain, I will die eventually. And most likely, I will be buried in casket.
Which if you think about it, a casket or tomb is a type of Time Capsule: think ancient Egyptian Kings and those pyramids. Actually, the practice of burying a person’s most prized possessions along with that person is older than the ancient Egyptians. Where do you think they got the idea from?
So without further ado, here is what I would like to have buried with me.
1. My 10K gold chain and cross. It was a gift from my sister. She gave it to me when I joined the Air Force in 1976. She wanted me to have some Divine protection. She even had it blessed by a priest. I rarely take it off. It has seen me through my best, worst and present times.
2. My Goody hairbrush. This brush has been grooming my hair since 1982. I got it as part of a grooming kit that my sister gave me when I left the Air Force with an honorable discharge. It has been with me ever since.
3. My work-out towel. The one featured here is from the phone company. I used to have a Molson beer bar rag. Both towels have wiped sweat from my brows for a good number of years. The Molson towel was smaller and I won it during a local radio Father’s Day contest six months before my daughter was born. I had to throw it away earlier this year when it got too frayed from excessive use and repeated washes.
4. My hundred-dollar bill. I have kept this bill tucked in my wallet for over ten years. When I was in sales, I once read a sales book in which the author mentioned that by keeping a large bill in your wallet or money clip and not spending it will make it easier to sell because you will have the peace of mind knowing that you have money. Thereby, taking the pressure out of selling just to make money. I know it sounds hokey, but it does work even if you are not in sales. The trick is not to spend it. I am not showing a picture of it because I don’t want the Secret Service after my ass. Those guys do not have a sense of humor. Trust me.
$100 bill
5. My collection of Alcoholics Anonymous medallions. I have twenty-two (22) years of back-to-back, one day at a time, no weekends or holidays off, continuous sobriety. I celebrated the double-deuce this past July.
BTW, I just started an Open Call.
What are the five things you want to be buried with?
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Here's to 22!
My five involve mostly prostitutes and various bottles of booze, so I won't post it, cause well, you already know now!!!
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RicTresa, you don't need them. You have a very big heart and that is worth more any a million things.
Tink, besides it would get very crowded in the casket.
Joan, ty for the congrats. I'm starting to warm up to the cremation idea (semi-pun intended).
I can see that my post will fit both yours and The Wright Sight's criteria....
My hat's off to you.
I plan on having whatever may be left of me cremated and scattered in the woods. Can't think of anything that, burned along with my remains, could reside with my ashes without getting into some kind of pissing contest with them.
O'Stephanie, ty. I will visit you post and add it.
Kateasley, hmmm. Something to think about.
Bernadine, you can pretend play.
Vanessa, thank you.
Cap'n Parrotdead, yeah and I didn't walk a red carpet to get it.
Snoreville, interesting choices.
Wright Sight, not a problem on good link deserves another.
Otherguess, okay, but ty 4 dropping by.
Matt Paust, ty and that's the first time anyone has ever called me bubba. I must be losing my New York-ness. : )
skypixieo, interesting concept.
Sweetfeet, will power has nothing to do with it.
Yours is very sweet and wonderful. I am proud of your medallions.
Tom Cordle, he may indeed.
Rita Shibr, thanks. It's one of my few good traits.
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I want to be buried with my entire collection of headless Barbie Dolls.
littlewillie, thank you for the wish. BTW, can I have the heads?
Fay, to each his (her) own.