Pink plastic heart and a marble in my pants’ change pocket. My daughter gave them to me on two separate occassions when she was 2-3. She said “this is your heart” and “this is your sould” when she gave them to me and they’ve been in my change pocket almost every day for the last 5+ years.
A set of keys that will open most of the doors in a certain national park. Turns out “government use only. Do not duplicate” doesn’t mean a whole lot to a crooked locksmith. My plan is to go test and see if they still work when I’m an old man. I won’t be surprised if they do
No questions asked locksmiths are the best (if you’re no thief)
My ex-wife got me an engraved Zippo I used to carry everywhere, now it’s mostly on my desk because I don’t want to lose it at work :/
Always wanted a zippo but I don’t smoke and the fuel evaporates so quick
I switched my petrol insert out for a single burner gas one, but there are a lot of inserts, even from zippo itself.
A tiny vial of peppermint clove oil. I struggle with sleepiness and lack of focus so after I’ve had an inadvisable amount of caffeine and am still not functional, I dab a bit right under my nostrils to help me wake up and focus a bit better
Also works as mosquito repellent on some species so if I forget bug spray I use some of this instead
That sounds really clever. Did you come up with that, or is there a link you can provide?
It’s this stuff:
My former boss’s wife is Thai and empathized with my hatred of mosquito bites, so she gifted it to me. Apparently it’s not uncommon to carry it in your purse over there. I live in the US and have seen it at Asian pharmacies.
Likely any strong herbal extract oil applied under the nose would have the same (I’m assuming mostly psychological) mild stimulating effect. Just make sure whatever it is, it’s safe to apply topically.
Most likely it’s the crow whistle and gaming dice.
Never know when you may need a crow, or to roll for something, and they don’t take up much space in my purse.
Keychain fingernail clippers (Amazon)
I’ve had the same pair (different brand than linked) for many years and they have held up great. It’s crazy how often they come in handy, and my SO asks to borrow them all the time too. They are extremely small and nearly weightless. Highly recommended.
Edit: Found the exact brand I have. True Utility. Not sure if it’s worth the slightly higher price since it’s the only ones I’ve ever had – can’t compare. But again, they’ve held up great for many years.
I have a keychain with four or five mini crochet hooks.
Not really unique, but I started carrying small Bluetooth earphones on my keyring. They are excellent for listening to audiobooks etc when doing solo boring tasks like food shopping etc.
I work in RF and have to mess around with SMA cables all the time. As a result I carry a 5/16 wrench on my lanyard.
Not necessarily unique, but I mostly always carry a small pouch containing a full D&D dice set.
I haven’t needed dice in… years, now that I think about it, but I carry them as a symbol of luck. Not good luck or bad luck, just luck, chance. Helps me keep things in perspective when everything goes sideways.
You never know when you’ll find yourself in a position where there are 20 choices and you just can’t decide.
Good way to create 20 different timelines…
Don’t worry, we’re in the worst one
Oh, no, that particular D20 is a drama queen. I’d rather take a guess than trust that die.
…but it’s the one you carry everywhere?
As I’ve said, a symbol of luck, not necessarily of good luck. A sort of Memento Mori, but for the fact that no matter how hard you try, sometimes it’s just not up to you.
But… You specifically choose one that is bad luck when you could be trying to get one you believe is good luck lol so you could be trying!
Ah, but you see, I’m not looking for a good luck thing! Having the one which always works against my best interests is a reminder that everything is about balance! Some are lucky, some are unlucky, and that’s just how life goes!
Far Cry: Blood Dragon tought me you can use them to distract your enemies.
I do have an XL D100 I bought more as a collectible, treated copper alloy! Think it could be classified as lethal under appropriate use conditions!
I have the wallet of an old German conductor out of München Gladbach, Arnold Queasten. I found it in a thrift store as it looked like a nice quality leather wallet.
In it are still some notes from Arnold, on two of his business cards. A note of someone here knew from the war, and another person from the flute section.
There was one pfennig, a German penny still in it. So I have Arnold’s last penny. I found his grave on findagrave, one day I’ll visit that.
I’m now terribly afraid of losing the wallet, though, because I’m unsure a casual finder would appreciate the beauty of such a piece.
This sounds like something I would do. So don’t be too scared of losing it, there are others like you out there that would carry on just like you.
I must say though, the romantic in me sees this as a movie or book. Story of your life’s struggles and ups and downs, but the wallet keeps you grounded. You finally make it to visit his grave and a woman walks up, daughter of Arnold. Ends up being the love of your life.
This is one of the coolest things I’ve seen here.
Thnx! Such a great find
I’ve got a black joker card in my wallet. I was walking to the tram stop with someone once, when I saw this playing card face-down on the floor, so I said “bet you I can guess this card,” I knelt down, and I said “I think it’s a joker.” I was about to turn it over when my friend said “hold on, black or red?” I said black and turned it over, and now it lives in my wallet.
I used to have a 1/4" nut that missed the threading process. I had it on my keychain to remind me that even if something is done millions of times without error, sometimes mistakes can happen.
Lost it when my backpack was stolen.
I love material defects. Nothing else will give you confidence like knowing that jerk owes you a nickle
My granfather’s watch.
Keister watch.
A crow-calling whistle and a small tin of peanuts.
Presumably the peanuts to lure squirrels, and the whistle to sic your black-feathered demon army on them, you sicko
I’m indifferent to squirrels… but my city has hired a falconer to scare the crows away with hawks, so now the crows symbolize the oppressed masses being persecuted by the state.
Out there is someone with a hawk-whistle and a jar of raisins. I pray that you too shall never meet.
I doubt the falconer would have any issue with me—I’m helping to keep them employed.
Look, would you stop being reasonable for a second and just fight already?
That’s what I’m secretly training the crows for.
What!? Why scare the crows away?
while Baz insists he has nothing against crows, it’s the mess they leave behind that has people crying foul.
Nah, I’d feel rather blessed to trudge through crow poo on the daily in my stompers. SF is brewing something terrible. The crows will have their retribution.
Give us back our crows!
