We drove a broken glowstick, we built a bedsheet circus

[sovay]

rosefox, per the meme, gave me "three things that I may or may not know or care about."

1) Scarves.

I like them! I have three in seasonal rotation. The first is forest-green and dates back to my last few years of high school; the second was knitted for me nine years ago by rushthatspeaks and makes me feel like a Time Lord, being twenty different colors and taller than I am; they are winter scarves, they are part of my layering which can be shed if I warm up from walking, and the latter is heaviest-duty. The third is dark purple silk painted with peach-green-gold-pink fish (koi-like, sturgeon-ish) and comes from my grandmother; I think of it as the most formal. I wear it for myself in autumn, but I have also started wearing it to perform with A Besere Velt. I have never worn a headscarf except experimentally after seeing the film of Fiddler on the Roof (1971) for the first time in elementary school. Then I spent almost all of fifth grade with my hair braided daily and stuffed under a corduroy cap, which was probably more on brand.

2) Canteens (the kind that carry water, not the cafeteria kind).

Technically I own one, although I almost never remember to use it to carry water anywhere that isn't a long outdoor excursion. It's metal and sweats a lot and usually ends up wrapped in a plastic bag so as not to drip all over me, which on some level feels like missing the reusable-sustainable point. When I was small we had one in the house which came with a metal cup—I associate it with my mother and her family's childhood camping trips all over the national parks of the American Midwest—and I thought that was great.

3) Scooters (the skateboard-with-handle kind, not the motorcycle-lite kind).

I do not think I have ever interacted with one of these objects in my life. I had a skateboard as a child, but mostly I had a bike.

Anyone else want three things?

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[choco_frosh]

Mysterious Extra Scarfe: It was left on our front steps: I assumed it belonged to one of the roommies, but nope. I hung it out (to dry, since it had been rained on, and in the hopes that the owner would come by and reclaim it): success on the first point, not the second.
It is large (maybe 2'x5'?), with fringes; blue with gold trim; cotton, I think. Has a sort of embroidered/woven in pattern that turns out to be partly four large butterflies, although this isn't apparent unless you spread it out. Small tag in Hebrew, though it looks like PROBABLY Israeli laundry instructions, rather than anything of ritual significance...