I own some rocks that are likely billions of years old
That’s cool. I want to travel to the Canadian Northern islands someday and see the rocks there, which are likely that old. Some deposits on Michigan’s upper peninsula also date back to the Hadean, apparently.
Aren’t most(all?) rocks billions of years old? Are we making new rocks?
Rocks can grow baby rocks that grow mini rocks.
I have three extremely good condition $2 US bills from the 50s before they started printing “In God We Trust” on them.
I own land. It’s been there all along.
My house, built in 1880.
Wow I bet it is such a great house!
It’s a very very very fine house.
Survivorship bias means only old houses left are the great ones.
Petrified wood, about 225 million years old.
By this logic, my oldest possessions are my protons, which are approximately the same age as the universe.
You mean “proton”?
You would have to expound. I understand that protons are identical to each other, but I’ve never heard that they’re somehow all one particle.
That was a theory I read years ago. The idea is, that there is only one photon which exists more or less outside of time and so is everywhere a Proton would be expected.
Edit: was actually about electrons
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/One-electron_universeThe one-electron universe postulate, proposed by theoretical physicist John Wheeler in a telephone call to Richard Feynman in the spring of 1940, is the hypothesis that all electrons and positrons are actually manifestations of a single entity moving backwards and forwards in time.
The diamond in my wife’s engagement ring is more than a billion years old.
It would be cool if we could ID which exploding star it came from.
Diamonds are produced in the earth’s crust. The gold in that ring though…
the elements that eventually ended up in earth’s crust had to come from somewhere
and i just realized that by this logic everything is actually as old as the universe
My birth certificate ☺️
I’ve got some rocks on a shelf from the Permian. So a little older than 250 million years.
My knees.
Your mom.
Gottem.
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Little book full of German religious psalms and poetry, printed 1692. Not worth much really, but smells great and is fun to look at. Have to be careful with it though, quite brittle if still in good shape.
What’s left of my Bionicle collection.
I feel there’s a story you want to tell
I would like to hear it
Blue Bear.
When I was maybe 3 (I don’t remember personally, I heard this story years later), my sister who was 9 at the time had this stuff bear. Blue fur, not much special about it, just an average stuffed bear. One day I decided I liked the bear more, and declared it mine. I was 3, that’s what 3 year olds do. A great fight ensued, but since I was the baby Mom told my sister to just let me have it. It was stolen a few times, and stolen back a few more times. And then hidden away for a great many years. Until one day in our 30s, going through my old toy box at my father’s house, hidden under some old report cards and junk toys, laid Blue Bear. And a great fight ensued, only this time with words and the occasional hip check into the wall to grab and dash. My step mother stepped in to tell us the smarten up and just give me the bear. And that was the first time I actually appreciated my step mother for something. She bought my sister whiskey to make up for it, but we all knew who won that day.
Blue Bear now sits in my living room display case.
My daughter had my first teddy bear. It’s 56 years old
you don’t own it though… you stole it from your sister, who loves you. bonehead.
Spoils of war, my dude. Besides, in the grand scheme of things, she’s had more wins than I have. The bear is mine, now and forever.
A couple notable things:
1930s acoustic guitar
1880s-1890s cast iron scotch bowl
Family photos and photographic plates dating back to the Victorian
Hundred year old package of patchouli, which still has smell!
My grandfather founded a liquid propane company and I have the adding machine he used as a register. It may not be quite literally the oldest thing I own, but I consider it the coolest old thing I own.
The sides of it are plastic so you can see the mechanisms and it weighs a gazillion pounds. My wife hates it because we’ve moved it through three houses. I love it and will never voluntarily let it go.
