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the silver coins are in pretty good condition, but the pennies - an entire coffee can's worth - are absolutely filthy. i don't want to roll them because i'd hate to turn them over to anyone. i tried soaking the in salt and vinegar, but that only gets rid of the oxidation, not the dirt. i'm going to have to clean them. there are too many to try too wash them by hand. i've been given two suggestions: tie them up in an old sock and run them through the washing machine. the other is to put them in something - i was told pantyhose, but all i have is a mesh bag that once held clementines - and run them through the dishwasher. i'm thinking of doing the dishwasher thing. anybody have a better suggestion? |
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there are certain supermarkets down here that have those coin counting machines. there was a period of time when i'd have to use those just to buy food. but i don't trust them. anyway, rolling the coins really has more to do with organizing the coins - having them in an easily countable form. a lot of the coins are eisenhower $1, kennedy 50 cent, and sba and sacagawea dollars. this is something i picked up from my grandfather - the pleasure of stashed money. when he died, we found bags and cigar boxes of money, coins and cash, stashed in closets, garages, everywhere. i stash paper money, too. a dollar here to a twenty there, depending on what i have left over after all the necessities are paid for. i put them in those boxes checks come in, which are exactly money sized. when the box is filled to a $1000 capacity, i stop. i have two boxes. |
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a teenager girl in my homeroom, she tells me that she hated pennies as she tossed in the garbage. every once in a while, I went to the junk yard, I find this very valuable. yes alot of pennies there, at one point, I found a diamond, but ,I am not sure if this is real. At one time, last year, a guy made me real angry with him, I believed I have told you ppl a story while back, there is this guy who came to the laundromat, he was sorting out all of the quarters, cause, needed this to wash the clothes, and now, while he is at it, he again sorted the dime and nickel from pennies, guess what? he swept the pennies off the table by his hand and tossed into the fucking damn garbage!Does he have any idea about the pennies has it semimental value? with one hundred pennies, he could have bought himself a lottery ticket. What a idiot he is! |
also pennies. (real?) even thoughts (real?) i don't trust these particular people, myself, but i would imagine some people find them useful. |
i am outraged at this whole throwing out of pennies thing. i'm going to start cutting coin slots in large jars and put labels on them like "disability resource fund." then i'll distribute them to laundromats and other places. every week or so i'll come by, empty out the jars and keep it. |
you'll probably get mostly nickels and quarters with some slugs and pennies mixed in. on the floor in the laundromats and other places there will still be plenty of pennies. |
I asked my mom if I can have it? She asked me for what? to save the pennies, she let me have it, but , I ran upstair and pulled a few drawer of my dad's dresser, cause I had to climb up since my dad keep his semivaluable stuff there on the top drawer. So once I managed to retrive his penknife and attemped to cut the cover of box ontainer to make a slot hole.Since I was too weak to cut and the plastic was so strong and the knife somewhat slided across and ended up cutting my knuckle of my left hand. Suddenly I realized this was frightened thing I ever had. Walked downstair and wanted to tell my mom that I cutted my hand and didn't wanted to say anything. I just walked slowly toward to my mother and hiding my left hand, unknowing to my mother about the injury that I caused and she saw me acting strange, and she trying to figure out what was wrong with me and she look around me and shooked . So then she took me to the children clinic to have it my left hand to be stitched. |
putting coins on the tracks. eva that this was pretty fucking neat and now im being asked to flatten pennies for all her little school mates. |
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My aunt's father (not related to me) was one of the engineers who worked on the Nevada Test Site facilities, where many employees have died of cancer contracted due to radioactive exposure, but he was in and out of the area for decades and is now in his 90s with no illnesses. Maybe radiation acts as a preservative for certain subtypes of our species. |
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