THE DAYZ OF WAYBACK

When returning to New Hampshire, it's important to bring things that will remind you that you are, in fact, more awesome than your shitty surroundings. This can be done a few ways: wearing interesting shirts that will confuse New Englanders, rooting for out-of-state sports teams even if you don't give a shit about sports, or filling your shoebox (dorm room) with fascinating items.

The following is a running list of the important things I'll be bringing from Buffalo:

- duck decoy
- golden bust of a ram
- secret box made out of an old book that wasn't good enough to sell or read
- collection of old keys
- collection of old VHS tapes
- collection of old fishing tackle
- three Jack Daniels boxes of books
- external hard drive full of Whose Line is it Anyway episodes and porn
- glass horse
- set of five small mason jars filled with, respectively, plastic dinosaurs, loose change, screws, Scrabble tiles, cowboys and Indians
- one large mason jar full of toy soldiers
- Waterworld comic books
- Metallica concert handbills from 1982
- one half of a walkie-talkie set
- set of untranslated Thomas Mann books
- recipe for pancakes
- Netflix subscription
- one fish
- cactus
- pliers, screwdrivers, hammer, wrenches of varying size
- assorted empty pill bottles
- clay turds