I used to live in Arizona and saw these things all the time.
Not really sure why, but the idea of a Cubs Dreamcatcher cracked me up so I spent a little time with some glue and string and branches and a power drill.
And then some special stuff like my ticket from game 2 of the 2008 NLDS - the one where Mark DeRosa, Ryan Theriot, Aramis Ramirez AND Derrek Lee all made errors.
In one game.
With Carlos Zambrano on the mound.
It was perhaps the only time that Big Z came off as a sympathetic character in the long, drawn out drama of our favorite team.
I can remember him still, standing on the mound and looking out into the crowd, eyes pleading.
Anyway, that ticket stub is pretty special with meaning.
But I think I still need more stuff.
A yellow chunk of Bleacher Bum construction helmet from '69, a lock of hair from Marla Collins, some fur from a black cat, half a Bison Dog, maybe a Harry Carey bobblehead head, a goat horn, some ivy... um... an Old Style, a Beanie Baby giveaway, some skin from a Kerry Wood blister, a Don Young baseball card, a diploma from the College of Coaches, and one of Steve Garvey's molars.
That should do it.
Then, this thing might actually catch a dream.
A dream of a million crazy-happy Cub Fans wandering around a closed off Clark Street.
A dream where my dad is crying tears of joy way out in Arizona.
A dream of World Series glory.
Oh well, in the meantime there's the current team doing their best.
And kids in the minors - Kris Bryant (2 more homers) and Javier Baez in the same lineup is prettty cool.
Cubs lose 2 of 3 to the Pirates, and now the 37-37 Reds come to town for 3 games which reminds me that, even though he's no longer the skipper there, we should also get a Dusty Baker toothpick for the Cubs Dreamcatcher...
Lastly, if you're offended by me joking about a dreamcatcher please know that I'm just having fun, and while I have the utmost respect for Native American culture, the Cubs are... a ways off in the respect department.