Did you know that more than three of anything is a collection?

What odd collections of things do you all have out there? And I’m not talking about shoes or lame shit like table cloths or wine glasses . . . I mean what kind of obscure collection of three things or more do you have/love/hoard/feel no special attachment to/or is a guilty pleasure?

I have a collection of monkey t-shirts. And I actually have them with me out here with the small amount of stuff I’ve brought along with me while I live on the open road. I wore one of them yesterday. Along with a monkey on each breast, the t-shirt has chinese characters on it that spell “New Person Being Born.” It ended up being my mantra for the day.

But the story of New Anna Being Born is the next post.