Memory Board

This is my "memory wall". I stare at it more frequently than I sometimes realize, but today it dawned on me how relevant it is. Really, most of it is kinda an accident: I'd get too lazy or too sentimental to throw things away so I'd pin them up here. (mostly too sentimental). Let's discuss:
It's dominated mostly by ticket stubs (concerts: Local Natives, Paramore. Movies: Harry Potter 7, Eclipse **midnight premieres) Then, there are picture slides of me and Angie from when we were obsessed with collecting photo booth strips, and a gold heart with Kermit is royally pinned above a Korean photo booth strip of my very best friends. Between these things are two large "Happy Birthday" buttons from Disneyland (one used in a lie to get stacks of free warm tortillas). I have a "truth" sticker with Boys Lie prominently written in bold and a couple of fortunes. Then, there's the sticker of the naked lady which is probably my favorite thing on my memory board. A wristband from the Hollywood Music box hangs limp and warn above her and to the right of that: a life-saving postcard from San Francisco. I'm steadily finding out that I had an odd fixation with pig figurines (lined along the bottom) Not just any pigs though: a mariachi pig, a sexy posing pig, and a generic glass pig. And yes, that is a winking biscuit key chain on the bottom left: apparently I found that it was reasonably priced at only $6.50...
Sometimes the memory board is all I need to anchor me to the floor, one look before passing out or gazing at it, my eyes drifting thoughtfully over all makes it easier to prove that I've been living all along. ;) It's never coming down.