What I got rid of today.

Bye, bye.

Here’s yet another t-shirt someone brought me from a vacation of theirs that I’m RID-gifting today.

This shirt makes me think about people who aren’t in my life anymore. Old friends who, for whatever reason, didn’t seem valuable to stay in touch with over the years.

It’s something I think about every time I get a friend request on Facebook. For all its negative publicity, Facebook has helped me rekindle friendships I’d neglected from long ago. And for that reason alone, I’m bullish on it.

Here’s to friendships unRIDded. People over items.

Apologies to Giants fans - but, hey...you've won the Series now, you can handle it.

Today, I RID myself of my Barry Bonds “*” shirt.

It celebrates when he hit his record-number of home runs. The * indicates he might have, just might have, had a little help.

Today, as I RID this item, I think about all the “little” ways we cheat…ourselves, our families, our workplaces, etc.

Here’s to RIDing old habits of cheating, and earning everything we get.

TED to the RID.

We’re getting closer to this year’s TED conference, so I thought I’d RID this t-shirt, which a friend gave me to commemorate my TED speaking gig last year.

Not a long entry today, really…not really a lot else to say about this item.

But…it reminds me that I need to get cracking on my TED speech for THIS year’s conference, which is only a few weeks away!

Well, ’nuff said…to the Powerpoint!

Last ones for a while, I promise.

Yeah, I realize I’ve gotten RID of a few too many pairs of pants lately.

And suffice it to say, they don’t exactly make for interesting reading.

So, this’ll be the last pair…at least for a while.

Enjoy the day off. That is, if you’re still inside in North Texas with yet another snow day…

Another relic from the 206.

Today I RID this t-shirt, from Seattle’s best independent record store — Easy Street.

I often find myself, when I have extra time, wandering the racks at great independent record stores. I lament that so many of them have gone out of business, roadkill on the digital music road.

If you’ve got a great independent record store (or bookstore for that matter) — please patronize it as much as possible.

It’s a shame watching these go out of business.

Just not me.

And here is yet another pair of pants for the RID project.

Truth be told, I bought these pants to celebrate when I’d lost a bunch of weight. The problem was…while they were the right size, they weren’t right for me. I barely wore them.

So, as I cast these atop the RID pile today…I remind myself to celebrate life’s little victories often…but mindfully.