I can’t really determine what “weird” actually means in this context, as I have nothing that I consider “weird”. Everything that I have has a story behind it, or has purpose, so “weird” (in this context) doesn’t really work for anything.
It’s a neat little trinket, given to me by an ex-girlfriend some years ago–during the “Dark Times”. I’ve kept it because it’s interesting and worldly, and because it reminds me of how far I’ve come in the intervening years. I may be only a superstition, but it’s “brought” good fortune so far!