I have a plastic skeleton skull ring that I got it on the boardwalk in Santa Cruz at least 15 years ago. It pulses light when you press it, and has always been a good-luck charm. How has the battery not run out by now? Magic, that’s how. I mostly keep it tucked away in a cigar box full of old souvenirs, but every time I pull it out and set it on my dresser something great happens, like I get into my first-choice school, or I find out one of my meaner ex-boyfriends went bald the Friar Tuck way. ♦