A bowling pin.
I have a twelve foot tall Styrofoam hand, painted bright blue with yellow fingernails.
A gas pump handle / nozzle that has never been used. I keep wanting to hook it up to a keg and use it to serve beers, but I haven’t had any excuse to get a keg recently.
A framed picture of a man using a jack to move an 10-foot tall twineball. There is a metal hook in the ball which is attached by chain to a tree. Whether this is to keep the ball from rolling away or to deter people from stealing it, I cannot say.
I’m not sure I own anything as fancy as the stuff mentioned so far. Though, the stuff my mother has collected through the years could give a run for the money. Some of her purchases include:
-A wooden horse head, real life sized
-A plastic reindeer
-Framed and pinned butterflies
-An authentic cat-o’-nine-tails
-A pool table
-A sword cane. The handle has the shape of a goose head, remove it and you have a sword.
That’s only off the top of my head. There is so much more.
Yes, he served in WWII, Korea, and Vietnam. The WWII explanation makes sense though; he fought on several islands, and at least one was well-populated.
Looking around my room…
a purple plastic tiara with feathers and rhinestones
a pair of handcuffs
12 pirate flags
a hollow book, personally hollowed-out by me, with an exacto-knife
a victoria’s secret box filled with approx. 3 1/2 pounds of sour path kids
an easel
some kind of saw, the name or function of which I do not know.
…but I’m a teenager, so I’m allowed to be weird.
Nothing I own seems particularly odd anymore, but:
A genuine Ank-Morpork Watch badge. A (silversmith) friend copied it for me for my birthday, in copper. It’s #177, Sir Samuel Vimes’ number
Ojibway silk velvet sleeve bands, circa late 19th century. Paper-backed seed beadwork, floral pattern
1908 silk satin evening dress, cream, with asymetrical front decoration and weighted silk lining
If you like 19th century fashion, read the online Girl Genius comic strip.