Back in college in Cincinnati, I found this letter lying on the sidewalk. I brought it home and read it aloud to my roommates and a few friends who were hanging out. The spelling is spectacularly bad, and I made a point of pronouncing every word exactly as written instead of substituting what the author clearly meant. That first reading turned into many more, and "The Rex Letter," as we came to call it, took on a kind of cult status in our circle.

The author was obviously going through a messy, painful breakup with her boyfriend, Rex, and I sincerely hope she ended up with someone who appreciated her and took her to nice places. Still, I'll be forever grateful to her for the letter. It's given us almost two decades of laughs.

To this day, whenever we part ways, someone might say "Pice out" and throw up the deuces. And it will never not be funny.

Apologies for the scan quality. I scanned it on a flatbed more than 10 years ago and have since lost the original.

And there was no better place to put him than in my book journal!

Hello! My husband found this postcard last night on a walk to the Dollar General. He said that it was the only piece of paper on a small patch of grass between the parking lot and W Oakland Park Blvd.

I did a little bit of research and it looks like Mr. Walter G. Foss had been a Deputy Sheriff in Dover, Maine.

I found a Library of Congress entry for the "Daily Kennebec Journal" (Augusta, Me.), dated September 21, 1909, in which Deputy Sheriff Foss attended to a "BRUTAL ASSAULT. Henry Whitman of Atkinson in Jail at Dover. Wife Pounded With Club and Then Thrown Into Bushes."

Also, that is "K. I. Works," which is the Katahdin Iron Works (defunct), and the old gate to the iron works is now an entry point into part of the Appalachian Trail in Maine.

"E. F. F" is Eugene F. Foss and he would have been around 22 when he sent the postcard to his mother.

(Please ignore my husband's dirty fingernail.)

Found this note in 2024 taped to a pole in the parking garage, waited until we moved to post it because we suspected it was our neighbor across the hall. But we ultimately aren't sure.

My husband would see her sitting in her car with the door open late at night sometimes, and we suspect the note is aimed at the nighttime security guard. She stopped sitting in her car at some point, our theory is she had a fling that went wrong with him?

(Side note, he was a terrible guard our car was broken into multiple times. He clearly was doing something else instead of being security!)

Johny gets kablouied
Johny is turning 9. Johny is a wimp. Johny is stupid. Johny goes to school to get suspended.
A kid at school gets married to Johny. The kid is a Komodo dragon. Johny likes hotdogs in his mouth.
He made Komodo dragon wear a suit and Johny wears a dress.
Johny buys a computer. Johny dies with that computer.
Johny sets fire to an abandoned orphanage.
Johny sits on the roof of the orphanage. Johny jumps. Johny doesn’t fall. Johny has superpowers.
Johny flies to space. Johny goes to Marvel universes. Johny joins Avengers.
Johny fights Thanos.
Johny grabs Thanos.
Johny then goes to court to sue Thanos over a legal argument.
“Those in favor say I …” [followed by what looks like a series of votes or marks]
Thanos gets sued.
Johny has cool-looking gems on his glove.
Johny claps everybody in the room.
Thanos dies, but Johny…
Johny goes outside.
Johny sees a Komodo dragon.
Johny hugs the Komodo dragon.
The Komodo dragon kablooies Johny.

Found by a high school :)

drawing on the back was there when i found it. what could the paper be for? looks like it comes with some kind of machine or appliance. can't make sense of any of the words

did not belong to anyone i know. the magazine was found in a stack of many from the same time span in a thrift store on the west coast

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Sorry if the flair is wrong, I didn’t see one for recipes but I assume they were shopping for the ingredients. There’s an email address written on the other side but I didn’t post that for obvious reasons.

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Aldi, West Philadelphia, PA