DISQUS

Maria Lavis · 1 year ago

I have an old cockshaffer carcass. http://tinyurl.com/622lcc I found it dead on the steps and didn't have the heart to chuck it, even though my daughters think that is strange. I've never collected insects, but I've heard these bring good luck, and their faces look fuzzy and cute which is odd for an insect!

lifecoachsandy · 1 year ago

He is really cute. I wasn't expecting such a sweet face! I would have collected him, too.

fabuleuxparis · 1 year ago

Awww. That is the cutest bug I have ever seen. (I'm pleasantly surprised)

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Alison · 1 year ago

He IS cute! I was rather surprised myself!

brown_eyed_girl · 1 year ago

A now-framed piece of notebook paper on which my father diagrammed our family tree--from father to son. Crossing out my brother's name and writing my own (complete with middle initial) was probably my first act of feminist defiance.

lifecoachsandy · 1 year ago

Most of the things in house are quirky, as I am crazy quirky. But I would say one of the most quirky is my kids' teeth and hair. Not an entire set, but deep in the recesses of my jewelry box are several baby teeth from my four kids and the first haircut clippings from a few of them. My kids find them every so often and think they are gross. I guess the value for me is sentimentality and time gone by. I like to remember that they once didn't talk back and were as sweet and innocent as their baby hair and teeth.

fabuleuxparis · 1 year ago

Not sure I have anything super quirky, but I do have an old Cabbage Patch doll that I love. She is a kind of funny looking, but I really love her.

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JoeM · 1 year ago

Rocks. Everyone can remember the episode of "I Love Lucy", where she loads all the souvenir rocks into her trailer and burns out the car trying to go over the mountain pass in the heat while driving in the desert. Well, I guess Lucy and I hold the records for souvenir rocks - thimble size up to 250 pounds. Some rocks have very intricate and interlaced colors which are unique. Those usually find their way into my house one way or another.

Leah Graves · 1 year ago

I too have rocks...from my various vacations. Many of them are in places where there were signs not to take any like near a glacier or volcano (so I took very small ones)...

Sarah · 1 year ago

ooooh my son has just begun the obsession. Every window sill in our home seems to have at least a few perched. I'm finding them each night as we clean up, and every one of them is precious - to him.

Shug · 1 year ago

i'm a stone stacker and have them all around my house and office, too. i bring them home from everywhere, mostly from sea shores, lake sides, and rivers. i'd have bigger ones all about the house if my SO would let me get away with it. I never really thought of my collection as quirky; it feels so natural. my collection of mermaidabilia is quirkier.

Wazzy · 1 year ago

I have two pieces of a birch tree on one of my side tables. I had a guy over and he looked at them and said "is that firewood?". It is from a birch tree that is at my parents house, that has been hit by ice storms so many times, and been doubled over and bent in half and looked completely pathetic to the point of us thinking it was a goner. But each time, my father skillfully trimmed the branches and pruned it, and it is alive and well. That birch tree, and the pretty fragile papery birch bark, makes me remember that things are not always as they seem, and with a little care, things can be nurtured back to flourishing glory.

Traci · 1 year ago

My dogs. They truly are studies in endearing neuroses.

Rebecca Gaffney · 1 year ago

My chili pepper chair. It was a gift from my parents upon completing my masters program. It's an old wooden kitchen chair painted in VERY bright colors with a big, red chili pepper painted right on the seat. It's DEFINITELY art and it's DEFINITELY quirky.

Ellen · 1 year ago

I don't attach to too many things...In 2005 I moved 5 times, then again in April, 2008.
The non-essential things I've retained are probably pretty telling:
an abacus,
a few books,
a rustic wooden statue of Kwan Yin,
not much else.

Cindy - Creative Classic · 1 year ago

I have a habit of collecting things made out of old typewriter keys - bracelet, magnets, paperclips, etc... I just think they are so beautiful. One day I will probably own an old Underwood typewriter simply for it's classic beauty.

aceofsomething · 1 year ago

I live in a one room apartment so space is at a premium but I will never part with a giant old Samovar. It has dents and dings and an amazing Patina. I love to think about how I got from Russia to the middle of New Mexico where I found it sitting next to a dumpster.

Kim · 1 year ago

My Buffy the Vampire Slayer action figure. She's lived in my kitchen (she likes it there) ever since she was given to me as a gift 10 years ago. I will never get rid of her.

rock girl · 1 year ago

A huge mushroom carved out of a block of maple. It looks like a ridiculously tacky sculpture, but it's actually a side table - there is a flat spot on top that is just big enough to rest ONE drink.

Natasha_L · 1 year ago

It's a quirky habit more than an object...dishes. I have a thing for beautiful dishes. I'd give up a lot of other things, but not this collection. Most are stashed away and a few are used regularly. One day I'll have a fantastic banquet, a last supper, a first supper, something. A collection of oddities, vintage pieces, garage sale, flea market and thrift store finds, carefully chosen and well edited. Is there a job out there that involves hunting for dishes? A dream...

Linda Borland-Fitzgerald · 1 year ago

Apply to Martha Stewart - she likely doesn't have the time anymore... and she's an obsessed collector of dishes.

laurie_matthews · 1 year ago

A tumbleweed. I found it near the Oregon-Nevada border... hours away from any town. Drove it back to Portland (about 9+ hours) and then shipped it to my then home in Boston. I've now moved back to Oregon where it still resides.

Danielle LaPorte · 1 year ago

ahhh! I would love a bonafide tumbelweed! Need to head back to Nevada...

Kristen · 1 year ago

I do not quilt, or even sew for that matter, but I collect quilting magazines. Looking through the pages, I am amazed by the beautiful patterns and textures, and by how a quilt can become art. Somewhere deep inside me, I long to spend my days quilting and baking......

Linda Borland-Fitzgerald · 1 year ago

I wish you would/could ...

Linda Borland-Fitzgerald · 1 year ago

The only reason I don't still have this is because it eventually shriveled and dried out, but a few years ago I made a 'Bee Board.' I borrowed the basic idea from Isabella Rosselini (Ingrid Bergman's daughter). It was in her book, "Some of Me." I collected bumble bees (and sometimes included dragonflies too) that lay by the side of our road, after having bounced off of a car windshield. I took them home and fastened them to a piece of bristol board and then after studying them for a bit, I'd write their assigned names in magic marker, beneath. There was Bob, Dave, Izzy, Marlene, Greta, Steve.. need I go on? I should start another one next summer - I got such great delight out of it because it made me laugh out loud and even better, I loved the responses of people who saw it.. no one got it except my husband Terry (who posts here from time to time) and my daughter who is one of the 'quirkiest' people I know.. hmmmm.

Kaiulani · 1 year ago

My rocks. I have baskets full of them and they are all numbered and catergoized. I started collecting interesting rocks as a kid and the collection grew in college where I was a geology major. I am currently a geologist, but I work in the environmental field so I don't have much opportunity to add to my collection since I spend my days working helping the military clean up contaminated sites. However when ever I go on vacation, especially overseas, I always bring back one rock. I even have one from Antarctica.

Katasha · 1 year ago

Two things from my deceased great uncle--a real sponge that he plucked from the ocean and a vintage wooden Jim Beam box. They look pretty neat in my library and they hold sentimental value.

Constance · 1 year ago

A strange and exotic handmade doll with filmy skirts , jewelry and mixed-color dreadlocks and a pair of my old dangling earring; I've named her Eloise and she's crossed the country with me and I feel she is like my good fairy or the "angel in the house."

Sarah · 1 year ago

Ok, so I do have one rock. A big black one that looks like a dinosaur egg cracking open. I found it on a beach in rural Maine while I was on a trip there for work. It came home with me on the plane to Washington DC. It then travelled cross country with me to El Paso, Texas. Then to Austin, Texas. Then to Vancouver, BC. It has finally found its life home (i hope) on Vancouver Island... I cannot believe i have managed to bring it along for the ride - all these years.

There was a branch in those years as well that i hung from the ceiling of my bedroom. One man decided he wanted to marry me the moment he saw that branch - yes, quirky is apparently sexy! the branch,however, would not fit on in my tiny accord hatchback on the road trip to Texas. it was left behind in my front garden in washington dc. I still miss that branch.

Storyeller · 1 year ago

A handpainted circus wagon from my first professional show. I dragged it across North America with two other female clowns. When I got married it was a bone of contention. The picture of the clowns scared my husband and...I mean, what is one to do with a 3 hundred pound contraption like that? But how to give it up? It folded out into a stage, it had hand painted canvas curtains...I thought it would be great for my kids someday. Our compromise was this: my husband cut off the main painted panels and turned it into a large desk and storage wall unit for my little girl. Coolest bedroom in town!

candylee · 1 year ago

A old fork given to me by a professor that I have on my dresser.

One of his favorite stories is of an elderly woman who was on her death bed. She was giving her last instructions to a priest - she told him that when he made the arrangements for her funeral, she wanted a holy bible in her left hand, and a fork in her right hand. Why a fork?, he asks. She replies - during her life, her most memorable times were Sunday night dinners with her church group. And her favorite moment during those evenings always came right after the entree, when her friend would lean over and say "hold on to the fork" - which gave the woman the thrill of anticipation, because she knew that whenever her friend said that to her, there was a really great dessert to come. So at her funeral, when her friends all see her holding a fork, they will know that she is on to the next great adventure.

And my professor said to me - school is the end of an era in your life, but the beginning of another. Hold on to your fork, because for you, the best is yet to come.

Traci · 1 year ago

Love, love, love this!

DanielleLaPorte · 1 year ago

so good.

Debra Good · 1 year ago

A pre-industrial apple peeler. I love pre-industrial tools they have a sculptural beauty to them. Unfortunately my ex-husband got the flax comb. I also have a collection of dead seed pods of all sorts of shapes and sizes I have picked up on my many walks.

Daniel Gibbons · 1 year ago

I had a hard time thinking of an answer to this one, but then I remembered that our exercise equipment is actually pretty quirky, since we bought a shiny new rowing machine and spin bike, and they get more use as laundry racks than work-out machines...

Lee-Anne · 1 year ago

I just brought home a painting of a gorgeous and sexy buddhist goddess from China. It's painted on mud and straw and is to die for gorgeous. Her curvy pose, liquid limbs and luxurious colours will take pride of place in our living room as soon as I get her framed. She is very old and fragiel and it took me forever to pantomine 'bubble wrap' - in order to wrap her up safely for the trip home. I love her in all her quirky cracks, mud and straw. Just dropped her off today at a framing place and the lovely master framer said she's the third most difficult/interesting thing he's ever framed. I left her in good hands and can't wait to get her back.

Lori_from_Texas · 1 year ago

My nine year old daughter...she mystifies me.

Stephy · 1 year ago

My grandma asked me what I wanted for Christmas, and being funny, I said Johnny Depp.... so she got me a Johnny Depp (Jack Sparrow) action figure. Haha, I love it!

kellikat7 · 1 year ago

I don't consider him a "thing" per se, but rather a magical creature that I am fortunate to live with--my cat! I will never willingly part with him. I adopted him almost two years ago, along with his "brother"--both were surrendered to the local animal shelter, and I fell in love with their blue, blue, blue eyes and flat Persian faces. Smokey is fifteen now, and Simba was nineteen and a half when he passed away on Halloween 2007. I didn't grow up with cats--my mom is allergic and doesn't really like them. I had had two cats years ago but due to changes in my living situation, I was persuaded to part with them in order to move on-campus at school in order to save my parents and myself money because I had gotten into financial distress and my mother was paying my rent. Thankfully, they went to good homes, though I begged and begged my mother to take them in until I finished school. I still cry over them sometimes.
But now I have Smokey, and he is so precious! I love him so much. And more than that, I think some part of my soul understands his on a spiritual level. I hope Smokey will be with me for years to come, but I know that after he is gone to be with Simba, I will find another old, flat-faced kitty in need of rescuing. I know, I sound like a crazy cat lady, but I truly believe that I cannot live peacefully without a feline presence in my home.

donor egg · 10 months ago

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