What's hanging from your rear-view mirror?

Currently I have a hand-carved wooden skull about three inches long, that I won on eBay. It’s wicked cool. How about you?

Two strings of Mardi Gras beads (silver and blue) and my graduation tassel (blue and white). There used to be a third string of purple beads but somebody stole it.

I also have a chenille Easter chicken taped to my dashboard.

The list of various things I have hung from my rearview mirror in the past two years includes:
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[li] A yellow, Vanillaroma™-scented tree.[/li]
[li] A clear plastic torso of a pregnant woman with a pink plastic fetus that is suspended in water much like a ball-compass.[/li]
[li] My season’s pass to Snoqualmie Pass.[/li]
[li] A pair of ear plugs connected by a length of rubber string.[/li]
[/ul]

A pair of die-cast metal dice, on a chain.

A little heart baked out of cinnamon made by milliAmp in Pre-K. It lost its smell awhile ago but I don’t have the heart to take it down.

A little plastic herald on a keychain (lost the trumpet, though) and a couple of hair elastics.

I also have a 12-inch plastic gecko on my dashboard (very realistic-looking).

a jigglypuff and a rosary

oh! Oh!

I have a flat-fish on a string hanging from my rear-view. When I go over a bump he looks like he’s swimming.

It was my goldfish, named Julio. When Julio died, I pressed him between the pages of my social psych. textbook for several days, then peeled him off and cleaned him up and dipped him in resin and tied a string through his back. He’s as flat as paper, and transluscent.

The eyes are the best part- Julio’s eyes are wide open and they have that familiar shocked expression that fish always carry.
Julio was the first thing I ever taxidermed, when I was 19 or so.

I used to have a taxidermed rat named Stuffy on my dashboard, but I had to take him away because he attracted too much attention to my car and I live in an neighborhood where you REALLY don’t want you car to get noticed.

Beat ya to it nyah nyah nyah!!

OK, so that’s incredibly immature of me. I’m deeply ashamed, but not enough to not hit submit!

:smiley:

The first pair of panties that I ever took off in that car.

And damn did those things pinch.

A disco ball, the kind made to hang from rearview mirrors. And a parking permit.

I have a pair of fuzzy dice, but those are hanging from my bedpost.

A parking pass.

Oh yeah, I’m a wild man.

One of those little green tree air fresheners that lose their scent after a week or so–except this one wasn’t pine scented, it was green apple (which drove my wife nuts, at least for a week)

A 1 1/2" diam., faceted crystal.

Always wanted to do those 50s fuzzy dice but am afraid I’d get a ticket. Or am I incorrect in thinking that you can no longer hang anything from the rear-view mirror?

A purple ribbon from the first varsity soccer team I made it onto. Kind of a badge of honor. Sometimes I move it and keep it on my backpack where everybody can see it :smiley:

racinchikki was warned and forced to remove her fuzzy dice, but nobody ever said anything about mine. Depends on the mood the cop’s in.

I had black-with-white-dots fuzzy dice in the Jeep, but there’s nothing on the Nova’s mirror (yet). How d’ya think a disco-ball Xmas ornament would look?

I have nearly been struck twice on my motorcycle by people who had so much crap blocking their view that they couldn’t see me. Both times at 4-way stops, both times were vehicles on my left (the stuff hanging in their field of view blocks the sight line to their right).

Bikes are hard enough for some people to see, please be sure you aren’t risking someone else’s life so you can have some oh-so-cool trinket hanging in your car.

The only thing on my mirror is a parking permit.

-mdf

Parking pass for the University of Kentucky, which I don’t even attend. I’m driving my dad’s car this summer, he’s the one that will need it in fall.

um, a little plastic Blossom (gotta love the PowerPuff Girls), my high school and college tassels, a parking permit for USF (South Florida), and a little pride necklace.

Lourdes Crystal Rosary.

I’m not even Catholic, but I somehow have aquired a small collection of rosaries.