Gone Somewhere

I’ll admit…I have an addiction. For years now, when I’ve been out on walks or runs, if I see something interesting, then I’ll pick it up:

• Money – Usually small change, although I found a $20 once, then actually found the person it belonged to.
• Pictures – Usually people, but have found pictures from some car show where someone converted their car into a tank.
• Shopping lists – Okay, I usually skip the shopping lists, but I’ve seen a number of them laying around

At one point, I thought it would be neat to make a coffee table book of all the stuff (well, pictures of). I think someone did this a couple years ago (after I had my idea for it).

Yesterday, I headed out for a longish run, figuring I should do at least one this month. I probably did 10-11 miles.  Ah, it was nice and warm, with a comfortable breeze. I explored some new roads, and ran on some roads I don’t think I’ll run on again. (Braselton highway doesn’t have nearly enough shoulder.)

On a back road not too far from home, I found a cell phone. I grabbed it thinking I’d be able to turn it on, figure out who it belonged to, and try to get it back to them. Naturally, that didn’t happen because the screen was broken.

So, with nothing else to do before throwing it out, I pulled the memory card.  Now, I figured there would be no racy photos or videos, I was curious. Turns out there was some music.

Yeah, I think I scored big!  I’ve been wanting the Scooby Doo theme song for years!