2015: Entrenched Crap masquerading as useful tools
Yes, these are in the trash after taking up room in my underwear drawer for …a decade? Maybe more. Called the dentist and asked if they were of any use. “You can make ashtrays out of them,” the woman said. I kept them out a couple of days. I learned that you cannot use them to make a credible bite mark on your own skin. I pondered their possible use as art (my usual category for utterly useless but somehow weirdly interesting crap) before I palmed my forehead and remembered, “But I’m not an artist!” But I am a blogger, so here they are: deaccessioned at last. And I was able to get the pile of scarves back into the dresser!