I was going through a box of old vacation stuff the other day and came upon a brochure for the World Trade Center. On the front, there’s an aerial photo of the buildings, and above the image is the phrase: The closest some of us will ever get to heaven. Now, you gotta admit, that’s pretty creepy.
A friend of mine visited NYC and sent me a postcard of the WTC. It’s postmarked September 11, 2000.
Dum dum DUMMMM!!!
My brother bought something at a shop in the WTC on the way home from work on the evening of September 10, 2001. I think he still has the receipt.
I don’t know for sure if this is what you’re looking for, but my sweet little flat contains:
A small collection of “instant disaster books” on such happenings as the Johnstown Flood, the Iroquis Theater Fire, and the Gen’l. Slocum Fire;
A sheet of Nazi food stamps my father brought back from WWII;
A framed photo of The Ugliest Dog in the World;
My dead cat’s ashes in a tea-tin with a photo of her atop it.
My mom owes a genuine, powder-blue baby coffin. I think she plans to incorporate it into the nativity scene she sets up in her front hall every Christmas.
And if she doesn’t pay it $50,000 by next Wednesday, her knees aren’t going to bend right anymore.
What? 
I admit, I don’t get the joke.
Derleth was goofing on the fact that you typo’d ‘owes’ instead of ‘owns’.
Yeah, it’s kind of creepy to owe money to a coffin, how did that come about?
We buy the obligatory piece of tourist tack wherever we go. We have a small WTC statue sitting on shelf nearby. We were up about a year before they fell…
D’oh! :smack:
Well, typos aside, there was an element of debt involved. My mom’s a banker, and she arranged a largish loan for a funeral home. She asked them for a child’s coffin after the deal was closed. Why? Because she’s a freak, as near as I can tell.
My mother has the 7-day candle glass from my aunt’s shiva. Thankfully, it’s at her house.
Robin
A friend went to Alaska, and came back with a petrified walrus penis! Now that’s disturbing, especially for the walrus. :eek: 
I’d bet that’s actually a penis bone rather than a petrified penis. You can find that sort of thing all over the internet.
Jesus Christ.
I don’t know if anyone else would find this creepy, and it may not actually be a souviner/ I found an animal claw in a drawer. I don’t know where it came from. The claw is a bit over an inch long. There remains about 1/2 inch of leathery tissue with a few hairs, and its mounted on a piece of wire to make it wearable.
Hubby swears he’s never seen it before. He’s a very gentle type. He doesn’t hunt.
No one else lives here.
Visitors wouldn’t have access to that particular desk 
Psh. My mother, for some unfathomable reason, buys those Jewish memorial candles in bulk and uses them to light up/keep bugs away from the deck in the summer as she sits out there and reads at night.
Miller, your mom is awesome.
It’s a whole new take on Nietzsche.
Yeah, he’s probably involved.
Man, I was really hoping that someone had a shrunken head to share with us.
My dad carries his kidney stones around with him in a pillbox. For luck or something.