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Stuff-We all have stuff and my stuff is better than your stuff?


“Actually this is just a place for my stuff, ya know? That’s all, a little place for my stuff. That’s all I want, that’s all you need in life, is a little place for your stuff, ya know? I can see it on your table, everybody’s got a little place for their stuff.

This is my stuff, that’s your stuff, that’ll be his stuff over there. That’s all you need in life, a little place for your stuff. That’s all your house is: a place to keep your stuff. If you didn’t have so much stuff, you wouldn’t need a house. You could just walk around all the time.

A house is just a pile of stuff with a cover on it. You can see that when you’re taking off in an airplane. You look down, you see everybody’s got a little pile of stuff. All the little piles of stuff. And when you leave your house, you gotta lock it up.

Wouldn’t want somebody to come by and take some of your stuff. They always take the good stuff.

They never bother with that crap you’re saving. All they want is the shiny stuff. That’s what your house is, a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get . . . more stuff! Sometimes you gotta move, gotta get a bigger house. Why? No room for your stuff anymore.”

-George Carlin-


A Man and his Box:

I like to think of putting memories in boxes, shoe boxes if you will, that are stacked as high and deep as needed in the dark closet.

The difficult and painful memories go in the boxes with the tight lids.
I’ve been known to use duct tape on some boxes as an added security measure.

The thing about boxes is that once they’re in the closet you can’t toss them out, they take up useful space and there is no spring cleaning… no taking them to Goodwill.

I know folks that try to damage the closet thinking that it will rid them of the boxes, but then that just tends to open another box.

Sometimes your boxes become tattered and hold few memories.

Sometimes your boxes become tattered and hold few memories.