I'm out camping, apparently preparing to go home, sitting in the back of Keta's large SUV. Her daughter Aja is sitting on one of the seats in front of me and remarks with amazement how somebody managed to bring all these... somethings - large things, like motorcycles or some kind of machines - to the camp site. I tell her that it was me, I brought them last night, pretty cool huh?

Then I'm trying to pack up some things into a more manageable container. I have this ditty back and two or three empty bags of the type that handrolling tobacco comes in. I start to put things in the tobacco bags but then I'm thinking, that's dumb, there are probably still tobacco crumbs in there that will get into my stuff, so I just put it in the ditty bag.