After I see a show, event, or movie and I come home afterwards, I typically toss the ticket stub into a little bin I have as a memento. This evening I cleaned my room a bit and tried to organize that bin (In other words, I had an AWESOME Monday night! Woohoo!!). I took photos in no particular order of the random assortment of tickets I've kept:
Pretty decent weighty, but popcorn affair. (Previously.)
A fairy tale not meant for children and not really the best choice on Valentine's Day either... (Previously.)
Thanks to Bearnot for the hook up on the ticket to the Yankees' last home opener in their current stadium before they relocate next year across the street to their new home. (Previously.)
Saw it this past weekend. Awesome. (Previously.)
It's no National Gallery or the Met, but I've never had as much fun as I did at this modern art museum thanks to the company of Erin and her groovy parents. (Previously.)
More after the jump.
I used to get hooked up with these Knicks tickets at my old job. I was just thinking the other day that it's an indictment on the sad affairs of the Knicks the past four years that in this city of stars I cannot think of any prominent billboard or signage advertising a single player on the Knicks. That is wrong.
As much as the Knicks sucked, I always had so much fun at these games, especially the time my friend and I sneaked down to the courtside seats.
A movie I enjoyed seeing, glad I saw it, but would never watch again.
A pretty decent museum. (Previously.)
I felt like I had more (I went to at least 5 Knicks games last year, but only kept two of them for example). Oh well.