this is crazy!!!, i also used to carry around a 3.5 cannonball but i think it was from the civil war because i found it on the banks of appalacheecola river. its rad to be able to say, "hey do you wanna see the cannon ball i found?" i stopped carrying it when it started to rust really major a few months after i dug it up.
I also have a cannonball that I found scraping in vicksburg mississippi its about 1 - 1.1/4 inch and well rusted, I suppose it could be some kind of berring but considering I found it on the old yank rebel line on the Vicksburg banks I doubt it
Found it at a bus stop in Sacramento, it's in my wallet. I also have a little Meade notebook filled with writings by someone who thought they were involved in international espionage and being followed by a malevolent blonde transexual spy.
I too have the writings of a psycho in my back pocket, some "I'm sorry baby and Its ok that you have a new lover, I love you enough to let you go" letter. the spelling is like 2nd grade and it goes from looser to stalker, homicidal maniac, suicidal maniac, megalomaniac and worse I keep it to remind myself why I'm out here . . .
I also carry a Locked smartphone, an have no hope of breaking in. A wallet thats empty except a tooth pick/flosser. My late grandfathers life story of survival of staph in the great depression and how he met my grandmuther. I had a antuiqe 13 ball in a sock but I think I lost in in someones truck bed in central texas. A rusty pully (for hoisting my Jolly Roger)