I don't get sent anything strange like underwear. I get sent cookies.
I have no idea why a guy would bring a jar of peanut butter to a concert.
You go into Wal-Mart, and you see stuff you typically wouldn't see anywhere else.
Yes, I'm the crazy person who totally travels with candles.
I've signed dicks, asses, parole cards, a colostomy bag while it was still pumping. A couple of years ago, I signed a bloody Tampax. That's one you don't forget. I'm not asking for someone to top that!
To a collector of curios, the dust is metadata.
I used to collect frames. I've been collecting accessories since I was 11-years-old, creeping around flea markets and sales and everything. Whenever I saw unusual eyeglass frames, I bought them.
I collect things that just look retarded.
I grew up around old stuff that was not necessarily valuable, but certainly unusual.
I'm surprised how many commercials and sitcoms and movies have a need for, 'We just need something to come by the camera that's really weird.' They call Doug Jones.
