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Max Pacioretty.

ALRIGHT so here we go my hand has been forced and ill probably sound extra but I’m way past that at this point. These are some essentials you need to know about Max Pacioretty and why I think he’s one of the most underrated players. 

1.) I just want to point out, right off the bat, that this beautiful man plays out his heart and fucking soul. Sometimes, he has his moments. Sometimes, he isn’t 100% and that’s okay, because he still plays with all that he is able to give. You know who ELSE has their moments? Every single player in the NHL. Including Carey Price and including Sidney Crosby idk just name any NHL star’s name and they have most DEFINITELY had their low moments. 

Can we also remember that Max Pacioretty played with a broken ankle, and that he scored a goal and got two assists in a game while he was sick with the flu? So for all the people claiming he didn’t try his best throughout the 2016-17 season, please rethink this. 

2.) A lot of people forget that Max Pacioretty was nearly paralyzed from the neck down. Y’all know who Travis Roy is? Long story short, Travis Roy was basically a hockey prodigy and got to play on varsity his freshman year at BU. However, he only got to play for eleven seconds before he went to check someone and fell head first into the boards and broke his C4 and C5 vertebrae. Travis Roy is fascinating and I actually had the pleasure of meeting him earlier this year, so if the spirit moves you, you should check out his story.

Why is that important? Well, because of that injury, Roy was paralyzed from the neck down. 

You know what happened to Max Pacioretty? He received an illegal check that broke his C4. People who survive spinal cord injuries above this level need ventilators or machines to breathe. Yet here he is, six years later, and now the fucking captain. Idk about y'all, but that’s so amazing to me. Sometimes I wonder what health issues he still deals with today, but that’s a mystery.

I feel like surviving and recovering from an injury like that MIGHT leave a guy a bit traumatized? But that’s just me. I’ve never had someone nearly snap my neck so I can’t speak from experience. I certainly would be scared shitless to play the dangerous sport of hockey again.

3.) This gift to humanity scored his first NHL goal on his first NHL shot when he was brought up from the AHL. They sent him back down after that, but when he was brought up for a second time, he ended up being the highest goal scorer that season. When he returned from this injury? He had a 33 goal season and won the Bill Masterton Memorial Trophy

“’If I walk by him, I’d say hello,“ said Pacioretty of the guy who broke his neck. "It’s not awkward. It’s all part of the sport.’”

I’m a bit petty and hold grudges, so I personally wouldn’t have forgiven him. This isn’t a hate post towards the guy, which is why I didn’t name him.

His teammates stick up for him no matter what, and that’s when you know you’re a good and respected captain. Your teammates want to defend you and value your reputation. Let’s not forget the time that rumor was passed around that Therrien claimed Max Pacioretty was the worst captain in Habs history, and Nathan Beaulieu came quick to his defense with:


So please don’t tell me that Max Pacioretty isn’t allowed to have his moments. Or that he single handedly let the Habs down this season. Or that he doesn’t deserve to be the captain.

Please stop using Max Pacioretty as a scapegoat for everything that goes wrong in the Montreal Canadiens season. 

If anyone has more to add to this list, please do. 

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Desert fox kydex mask with shock cord and cord -lock retention for a Gransfor’s Bruks Wildlife hatchet .

if you require a kydex mask for a GB sfa , wildlife or belt hatchet please email me at the address below .

Custom knives , sheaths and gear from rtknives@hotmail.com

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Quick recycle project .

Recycled Dental floss container .

Once empty the handy pocket sized container was sprayed black with added cyflect glint & glow marker .

Hunter orange nano cord with a central mono filament fishing line keeps cord neat and tidy ready for instant use using the in built floss cutter .

Custom knives , sheaths and gear from rtknives@hotmail.com

During the past months I did a lot of research regarding Richard. The things I found I saved in a kind of “working timeline” , that I want to share with you today. It is far from being complete and it contains also events regarding other people in Richards life and details which maybe are not very relevant, but I saved them anyway, bc. they helped me to structure my research. This timeline contains also crimes, Richard was suspected to have committed them, but was never charged of them, or charges were dropped bc. of lack of evidence. These crimes are written in cursive. The sources for this timeline are mostly old newspaper-articles. I tried to avoid the known documentaries and Philip Carlos book.


Date              Event

02/29/1960  Richard was born in El Paso TX

1962/63       hit by a dresser, forehead laceration, 30 stiches, scar still visible

1966            hit by a swing, unconscious for hours

1966           Head start programm

1966           Cooley School

1968           Richards brothers were molested by a teacher, who also came to their house, where he probably also had contact with Richard

01/31/1970 Roberto, 18  (?) and Julian (19) arrested, „auto burglary“

12/02/1970 Julian (20) arrested, auto theft  (out on bond on three similar charges)

1971/1972  epileptic seizures at school,

04/22/1973 gas explosion / Miguel Valles, 23, Josefina Valles, 22 critical condition, Miguel Valles jr., 5, dead (born Sept. 21, 1967), Jose (?Pablo?) Valles, 2, injured

1974-1977 Jefferson Highschool, El Paso

05/04/1975 Cousin Miguel Ramirez Valles (25) shot his wife Josefina in front of Richard and the two children of Miguel (Pablo, 6, and Oswaldo, 3) 

05/15/1975 Josefina Valles died at Thomason General Hospital

1977           dropped out of school (early 1977)

1977           was sent to half-way house for delinquent youths

12/07/1977 arrest on suspicion of marijuana possession (first entry in El Paso police records)

1978           pretrial intervention programm (marijuana possession)

1979           charge of marijuana possession dismissed (insuff. Evidence)

1979           Richard went to LA and lived there with his brother Julian Jr during  the first year. After a fight over who should pay for a car repair Richard moved out.

1979           met Donna Myers when she went down to El Paso with Armando   Rodriguez and Tony Reys, two friends from the San Francisco area. Richard was a friend of Armando’s in El Paso

1980          spent summer in SF, lived in Richmond with Earl Gregg for 4 months (May to October) and later in other parts of the Bay Area (until 1983)

10/07/1980 death of his best friend, Nicholas Nevarez, in a gruesome traffic accident. Richard was in the back seat when a van, driven by another friend, crashed into a fence. His friend got impaled, the pole went right through him. Richard saw the whole thing.

1981          Pasadena, petty theft charge, first arrest in California

1982          pleaded guilty of marijuana possession, 50 days suspended sentence and fined 115$

1983          moved to LA  (in late 1983 acc. to Earl Gregg), in LA started injecting cocaine

1983          imprisoned in LA for nearly five months on an auto theft conviction

March 1984 acc. to Earl Gregg his last meeting with Richard, who told him that he had broken off a needle in his arm while trying to inject cocaine

03/25/1984 medical record on which Richard listed his address as Coronado Hotel, 373 Ellis Street, SF

04/10/1984 Mei „Linda“ Leung murdered / 765 O'Farrell Street, SF (TL Hotel)

May 1984   in early May Richard was back in LA and stayed until August

06/28/1984 Jennie Vincow, murdered in Glassel Park (stabbed repeatly, nearly decapitated)

11/13/1984 Masataka Kobayashi is found dead in his Nob Hill apartment at  1111 Pine St. (SF)  later (first in 1987, again in 2016, SFPD said that they suspect another man, who molested a relative of Kobayashi, but they have not enough evidence to charge him)

12/1984     Richard met Felipe Solano at the bus depot, where Solano was waiting to take a trip to tijuana and started to sell him stolen goods (until August 1985)

12/12/1984 arrested (mugshot) car theft, 36 days in LA County Jail (75 days ?) (used alias Richard Munoz Moreno) Richard had apparently lived several days in the stolen car.

01/23/1985 released from LA County Jail (?? +/-)

01-07 1985 acc. to Sandra Hotchkiss about 25 nonviolent daytime burglaries in Atwater, Los Feliz, Pasadena, Silverlake, Glendale, West LA, Montrose and Santa Monica

02/20/1985 Mary and Christina Caldwell, ages 70 and 58, respectively, are stabbed dozens of times in their Telegraph Hill (SF) apartment.

02/25/1985 a 6-year-old girl was abducted from Wilcox Elementary School in     Montebello

03/11/1985 a 9-year-old boy was abducted from his home in Monterey Park between 9 and 10 p.m.

03/17/1985 Maria Hernandez, Dayle Okazaki, Rosemead / Tia-Lian Yu, Monterey Park (shot .22)

03/20/1985 an 8-year-old girl was abducted from her home in Glassel Park

03/27/1985 Vincent and Maxine Zazzara, Whittier (shot, .22, Maxine Z.: eyes gouged out)

April 1985  shortly after Easter (April 7th), Richard tried to sell a .25 (?) automatic to Earl Gregg and showed him also a black small-caliber revolver. He had also a couple of rifles for sale (acc. to Gregg, source Carlo – source says too, that Halpin during the trial showed Gregg the pistol recovered in Tijuana. And Gregg said that it looked similar . The gun was missing when the jury began deliberations.) However, Richard apparently was in SF in  April 1985.

05/09/1985 burglary Clara Hadsall, Monrovia (not charged bc. Victim died before trial began, but fingerprints and Avia-footprints found in her house, were used as evidence)

05/14/1985 William and Lilian Doy, Monterey Park, 1586 Trumbower Avenue                        (shot .22), Lilian Doy survived

05/17/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/21/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/23/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/29/1985 Mabel Bell and Florence Lang, Monrovia (bludgeoned with a Hammer)

05/30/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/30/1985 Carol Kyle, Burbank (raped,threatened with gun)

06/02/1985 Edward Wildgans, 29, is shot through the right temple by a late-night intruder. His girlfriend fights off the attacker.

06/05/1985 an 8-year old girl was abducted at 7 a.m. from Ralph Waldo Emerson Elementary School in Rosemead

06/15/1985 stopped by police in Northeast division, suspicion of driving a stolen car, fled on food (business card of dentist Dr. Leung was found in the car)

06/27/1985 a 6-year-old girl was abducted in the early morning from her home in Arcadia (between 1:30 and 3:00 a.m.)

06/27/1985 25 Patty Elaine Higgins, Arcadia, West Naomi Street (throat cut)

07/02/1985 Marie Louise Cannon, Arcadia, East Haven Street (stabbed with   10- inch-kitchen-knife, which he found there)

07/03/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

07/05/1985 Whitney Bennet, Sierra Madre (bludgeoned with tire iron, strangled with telephone-cord, survived)

07/07/1985 Joyce Lucille Nelson,  Monterey Park, 340 E. Arlight (beaten to death, fists, kicks)

07/07/1985 Sophie Dickman, Monterey Park (raped, threatened with gun, silver pistol)

07/20/1985 Max and Leila Kneiding, Glendale, 1431 Stanley Ave (shot, .22, machete)

07/20/1985 Chainarong Khovananth (shot, .22), Somkid Khovananth (raped) , Sun Valley

08/06/1985 Chris and Virginia Petersen in Northridge, shot in temple/face, both survived (released from hospital after 31 hours) (.25)

08/08/1985  Elyas and Sakina Abowath in Diamond Bar, (.25) (stadia shoeprint found)

08/13/1985  Richard stayed at Bristol Hotel, 56 Mason Street, SF

08/15/1985  burglary at 3637 Baker Street, SF ( Jack Saroyan), ring and bracelet were given to Deleen Gregg, who went to the police with them (29.08.)

08/16/1985  Richard visitied Donna Myers and gave her an octagonal jewelry box to hold

mid08.1985  Richard stayed briefly with Armando Rodriguez in El Sobrante

08/17/1985  Peter and Barbara Pan, Lake Merced, SF (shot, .25)

08/21/1985  Earl Gregg and his wife bought a ring and a bracelet from Richard

08/23/1985  Richard came to Donna Myers (with Armando Rodriguez) to retrieve the jewelry box

08/24/1985  orange Toyota (license plate 482 RTS) stolen

08/25/1985  Bill Carns, Inez Erickson, Mission Viejo (call 911 at 2:40 a.m., shot, . 25) – at about 1:30 a.m. he was seen at the house of James Romero.

08/26/1985  stopped by police in Central Division on a motorcycle for a minor violation (driving without license), they cited him and let him go

08/26/1985  Donna Myers called the police, saying that Earl and Deleen Gregg 5 days before had bought a ring and a bracelet from an old aquainstance, whom they knew only  as Rick

08/27/1985  the stolen orange Toyota (license plate 482 RTS) was found in Wilshire (parking lot near Alexandria Ave/6th Str.) at 7 a.m. / Detectives watched the car from hidden positions until after dawn Wednesday

08/28/1985  car was taken to Orange County early in the morning and searched with laser/superglue etc., a fingerprint was found on the rear view mirror, it was fed to database and produced about 100 fingerprint sets bearing similarities, which had to be looked at by hand, they also got hints from persons who knew Richard (Donna Myers,

08/29/1985  Deleen Gregg went to the police with a gold bracelet (engraved with a CA driver licence number) and a pearl ring, saying that she got them from a certain Rick, who sometimes stayed with her mother

08/29/1985  police staked out the houses of Donna Myers and Armando Rodriguez

08/30/1985  Tucson, AZ, Richard visited his brother Robert (by Greyhound bus)

08/30/1985  fingerprint match found / mugshot released

08/31/1985  mugshot published in newspapers / capture, Hubbard Street, LA

08/31/1985  on Saturday afternoon, four officers arrived at the bus depot and confiscated a large brown tote bag, that Richard had left there

09/03/1985  Richard was arraigned on a single murder count (William Doi) and seven other charges (Doi: burglary, robbery, rape, sodomy and forced oral copulation; Clara Hadsall: burglary, robbery)

09/05/1985  line-up and presentation of about 2000 items, recovered from Felipe Solano, Donny Myers and from the house of Richards sister (about 300 pieces of jewelry)

09/10/1985  Police is searching (again) the house of Richards sister for Maxine Zazzara eyes, they are also looking for clothing that may have been splattered with blood anf for weapons like handguns, knives, double- edged daggers, carpet knives, also for handcuffs, binoculars and ammunition that might have been used in the killings and assaults

10/09/1985  Richard fired Adashek and engaged  Joseph Gallegos as his attorney

10/24/1985  Richard pleaded „not guilty“, also the day he showed his hand with the pentagram and shouted „Hail Satan!“ Richard also switched his attorneys again. Gallegos was fired and Arturo and Daniel Hernandez were engaged

12/02/1985 Richard was arraigned on eight charges in Orange county (one count of attempted murder, two counts of rape, two counts of forced oral copulation, two counts of robbery in a dwelling, one count of burglary)

01/10/1986 Richards former attorney Joseph Gallegos died of a heart attack at age 56

03/03/1986  begin of the preliminary hearing in LA

01/30/1989  the trial in LA starts

09/20/1989  convicted of all charges: 13 counts of murder, 5 attempted murders, 11 sexual assaults, 14 burglaries

11/07/1989  19 death-sentences (gas chamber)

12/04/1989  Richard is taken to SF’s Hall of Justice

01/05/1990  first day of SF-pre-trial

06/07/1991 December 9 1991 was set as date for the trial of the Peter Pan case in SF, Richard pleaded innocent to the 6 counts connected with this case

08/19/1991 Richards father, Julian Tapia Ramirez died of bone cancer (64)

09/21/1993 Richard was returned to San Quentin after a court ordered him out of SF County Jail, where he still was awaiting his trial in the Peter Pan- case. When he came back to San Quentin, the metal detector went off and they found a metal canister in his rectum, containing a part of a handcuff key, a ball point pen, a hypodermic needle and a sticker, saying ‘I love chocolate’.

04/08/1995 death of Miguel Angel Valles (heart attack)

10/03/1996 marriage, Doreen Lioy

07/25/2003 Prosecutor Phil Halpin died on his 65th birthday from cancer

10/22/2009  Richard was linked by DNA to the 1984 killing of Mei Leung in SF

05/28/2013  Richard was taken to the Marin General Hospital

06/01/2013 Richard was released from hospital and brought back to San Quentin

06/05/2013  Richard was taken again to the Marin General  Hospital

06/07/2013  died of complications secondary to B-Cell-Lymphoma, Marin General Hospital, Greenbrae CA

03/14/2016 SF-police released information, that a second suspect was linked to the murder of Mei Leung (10.04.1984 in SF Tenderloin)

04/12/2016 Richard’s mother Mercedes died  

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Add more if traveling or if taking kids to the forest I add my tomahawk and fixed knife and a dedicated survival pouch

Todays EDC.
(Top left down)
Fenix LD12
SAR Global Tool Titanium comb
Maxpedition Micro wallet
Custom SKINTH belt pouch

Inside the SKINTH
MARATAC AAA LED Flashlight
Leatherman Juice S2
Fisher X-Mark Space pen
Exotac Nanostriker
Diamond wire saw
Kevlar survival cord
Plasters & Isopropyl wipes
Uncle bills Tweezers
Atwood Ghost
SERE Black Ops “V” Cutter
2 UK First class stamps

Keys: 2 S-biners. Daniel fairly knives Pry tool, House key and skeleton keys for lockers/filing cabinets V-Cutter and a Tritium glow marker

Todays Knife, Michael Morris friction folder.

North Face e-Tip Gloves, Paracord bracelet, Timex Camper, and my iPhone 4s in a gear4 case.

Phew, that’s all for today folks.

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Kryptek kydex tungsten carbide fire- steel striker I recently made up for a US LEO .

This version has a removable fire steel holder to take a 6mm thick ferro rod with shock cord tether . The main striker unit has double sided cyflect Glint & Glow markers and multi -cam 550 cord  lanyard .

 Custom knives , sheaths and gear from rtknives@hotmail.com

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GB SFA Kydex mask .

 Its been awhile since I made up kydex masks for some smaller Gransfors Brucks belt hatchets  but wanted to make up a prototype version for my own small forest axe as well .

This Proto version has x3 points of retention , the first  the kydex mold itself , secondry retention comes in the form of a self tightening screw allowing the user to set the required retention and 3rd in the form of a Mil-spec shock cord loop with ITW Nexus hardware.

 I plan to make a few more versions of these including a full survivor model and will probavbly make a leather version in the same style for those anti -plastic kydex haters out there .

 Custom knives , sheaths and gear from rtknives@hotmail.com

for your Sunday, here’s a thing i started a while ago, when someone asked me to write something about New York City

My best friend is leaving New York, and it feels like the city will tumble to the ground behind her.

She moved to New York from upstate in April of 2010 and I moved here 4 months later from Portland.  We followed each others’ blogs and we had sent messages saying we were scared and excited and glad to know somebody else was doing the same thing.  When I got here, I sent her an email with the subject line “Non-coffee related activity” and we set up a time to meet, hoping we’d recognize each other in person.  “I feel like it will be the awkward, platonic version of You’ve Got Mail,” I told her.   We met on a street corner, I rushed up to her and said “Hi!” and almost immediately felt I wanted to talk to her about everything every day forever.  We spent that evening wandering the streets of SoHo, going in and out of stores, telling each other about boys we’d kissed and books we’d loved and all our hopes and plans.

After that, the city was ours.  We built it, shining, exhilarating, terrifying, as we went along, a map based in memories rather than geography, skyscrapers made out of whatever pop song made us feel invincible that week.  I was 20, so we spent nights at a bar in the Village where the bartender–Trevor, Irish, inveterate winker–knew and liked us and never carded.  One night it snowed and we stayed there with him until 4:00am, in front of the fire eating pizza, like it was our living room.  One night we commandeered the iPod and put on Footloose and everyone in the bar followed our lead and started dancing.  We took the R train out to the public pool in Astoria and the A train out to the Rockaways.  We went to every 24-hour-diner south of 14th Street, and a few north.  She ordered a Turkey Club, I ordered a B.L.T. and she gave me her side of coleslaw.

Emails and texts and links and Facebook posts flew back and forth during boring night shifts.  “Should we go to this midnight screening of Jaws?” “This is the message that creepy guy sent me on OK Cupid” “Here’s a video of me lipsyncing to That Thing You Do” “What do you want to do tonight?”  Once, we spent an entire night on her couch, watching Showgirls and taking silly Photobooth pictures and videos and posting them to our bar-review sideblog, until we suddenly realized it was 6:00am and the sun was rising through her kitchen windows.

I am always happy to see Caroline’s face.  I am always excited to get her texts.  When I’m with Caroline I never worry that anything more fun is happening anywhere else.  She is the most fun.  

When I cried that my family would never be there for me like I needed, she said, “You’re my family.”  

One day, two years after we’d met, all the magic of our shared city seemed to have run out.  Caroline had just broken up with her boyfriend. I had dropped out of college and been robbed at gunpoint and she hated her job and we both felt helpless and hopeless and heavy.  We were both, I think, starting to wonder if all of this, the long hours and the longer rides home when the R train wasn’t running, was adding up to anything.

With my phone and computer stolen, I couldn’t contact her.  I rode the Subway uptown to the school library–the last time before I withdrew–and left a message for her on Facebook that I would stop by, and hoped she’d see it.  When I got to her apartment she wasn’t there and I sat down on the dirty grey-green carpet outside her door, too sad to cry.  I would have sat there for days if she hadn’t come.  But she did, arms full of shopping bags, not even surprised to see me sitting there on the landing.  "I did some retail therapy,“ she told me.  

“I dropped out of school,” I told her. We stayed there on her couch, until we somehow made it out the door to go across town to meet a friend.  She handed me one headphone cord of her earbuds and through 2 train rides, one transfer at Canal St., over 2 bridges, in the sweatiness and duskiness of late summer in New York, we listened to the same Rilo Kiley songs, we walked carefully through doors and up stairs, she leaned her head towards mine, being sure neither of us lost the cord.  

We survived that day.  After, everything was less sparkling, but more real.  We made two whole, beautiful, separate but connected, lives.  Not out of magic, just out of hard work and time.  We fought, we made up, we cut our hair, we learned how to live and shared our lessons.  We grew up.  

Then, several months ago, she posted on her blog that she’d signed her last lease in Brooklyn.  I read it and shut my computer, stunned.  I guess I’d thought she’d be here forever.  A few months after that, she and her boyfriend took a roadtrip to the South.  She came back and told me, one bright afternoon in July, that they were looking for jobs in Savannah.  I tried to school my face into a neutral expression, but I was crushed.

Caroline is leaving New York and it feels like the city will tumble to the ground behind her.    

But it won’t.  I moved to Portland two years ago and came back.  It is, after all, not fair to expect her to stay forever.  There is the internet, for long emails and short notes.  When I left, we started a new blog, Dear Caroline/Dear Lily, to write to each other.  It’s still there, waiting for us to need it again.  “Dear Caroline,” I’ll start my first new post after she leaves, “Dear Caroline, I miss you so much it hurts.  But the city is still standing.  I miss you, and I’m proud of you.  Tell me everything.”  Over and over we choose each other.  Growing up means accepting change.  Keeping a friendship through adulthood means letting go, being excited for her new adventures, looking forward to someday meeting her babies.  Caroline says our lives are too intertwined to untangle now, and grown up friendship means I trust her to be right.  

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Grid-It and Pocket Dump: these are part of my EDC on an average work day. I also keep a small custom survival kit in my bag at all times and an M&P 9mm on occasion, but if I included that all, I figured it would be a bit overkill haha. Top Row (Grid-It): I keep the Grid-It in my laptop bag or backpack and it holds everything on the top row and keeps it accessible and organized. Couple highlights new to the group are the Boker Plus Urban Survival knife with imitation pen end (so I can carry it openly in more formal meetings) and the Breach Cruiser Pry Bar and Marlin Spike from Vehement knives, which I am honestly surprised at how often I have used since I started incorporating in the EDC. Middle: Can’t say enough about the ZT. It is on the edge as far as EDC knives go on size, but carries like something much smaller and performs like something much larger. Couple custom items on the keychain which really come in handy. Bottom Row: Custom black-washed SOG Snarl for my concealed backup. The Skinth is by far the best multitool holster I have ever used: high quality, low profile and it holds one of my bit cards, a Preon, Ti Charge, and Fisher Space Pen. Also, love the thin, leather Zeroz wallet.