Those of you who see me regularly (and Katie in Eureka who I visited next) may remember me kvetching about losing my wallet in Ashland, Oregon last February.

I hated it - it made me seem like a dork to the folks I was staying with, whom I don’t know real well, not to mention making me seem like a dork to me.

I used to lose sh-t all the time as a scatterbrained 20-something (hi friends :), but have tightened up my act a lot in the intervening decades, and I thought this was a real black mark on my general karma quotient.  

In that weird way that one fuck-up seems to lead to another, I tried to lose my new wallet again about three weeks later, but Angela picked it up off the table at the Jungle to save my ass.

anyway....  a coupla weeks ago I got a letter:
"the Ashland Police is in possession of property that appears to belong to you:
- wallet, with contents"

called ’em, they mailed it, and my wallet is back, complete with drivers license, two (now cancelled) credit cards, library card, yaddayadda, AND a $20 bill!  

I’m pretty sure I was carrying more, but if whomever found it wanted to give themselves a little reward, that’s great by me.  Leaving the $20 shows they are sensitive to karma issues also :)

so why did it take 14 months to resurface?  My guess is that it was turned in two days later and the Ashland Police took a year or so to notice it, but we’ll... never... know...

and I like my new wallet better, so the net effect is ... $20, an extra drivers license, and a blog post.