Welcome to the Museum of Obsolete Objects.
Welcome to the online mausoleum where lies an ever-increasing collection of the stuff of my life. Well, maybe not the quill pen.
But I do possess a fountain pen!
Add the fountain pen to several turntables, a couple of 1950s record changers, typewriters of both the electric and manual varieties, tape decks (cassette and reel-to-reel) and various ancient drip coffee pots you won't find in the store anymore . . . and you've pretty much summed up my life. I am an obsolete object.
Right down to my journalism degree and mad radio-production skillz.
Guess what else made the museum.
HAT TIP: The Creators Project.