On the dresser
Loose change tray. Ceramic. Pink. In the shape of a clam shell. I think it was intended to be a soap dish. No idea how I ended up with it.
One ballpoint pen, cap chewed.
One 000 laboratory rubber stopper.
One paper clip.
A stack of index cards, bound by a rubber band, with each card containing a word on one side and its definition on the other. This is from my “word power” days. I actually remember the words and the definitions. Guess it worked! (Plucky. Plucky is in there. I love plucky. Great word.)
Two wristwatches. One with a dead battery; the other yet to be corrected for daylight savings time.
A yellow and faded cartoon snipped from the newspaper that I sent to my good friend, Dave, many years ago, and that he, unexpectedly, sent back to me just before he died. At first, I didn’t know why, but I do now.
A shoe mitt taken from a hotel somewhere in the world.
A pile of expired credit cards, airline mileage cards, health plan cards, gas cards, and business cards from people I no longer remember.
A two year old school picture of Conor, unframed.
A glass paperweight with a Celtic carving of three men, with absurdly long limbs intertwined in such a way as to suggest, well, a game of Twister? (It’s actually really cool, but you’ll have to trust me on that).
A Beanie Baby baboon named “Cheeks.” Kind of a private joke.
A tiny pocketknife with a scrimshaw engraving of deer in the woods. A gift. Can you tell?
A decorative, wooden jewelry box containing a pack of very old bubblegum, a pin from my high school, a sewing kit taken from the Beverly Hills Inn and a silver and turquoise bola tie purchased in Tombstone, Arizona (somehow I thought I would wear this thing, and maybe someday I will; mostly I think it’s cool because it came from Tombstone).
Bonus! Items that fell behind the dresser: one black sock (no sign of the mate); a returned merchandise receipt dated 12/31/00 (I wonder whose Christmas gift I exchanged?); a London Underground passenger receipt dated 7/2/90 (man, I’m old); and a replacement bulb for an “itty bitty book light” that no longer works (you know those little lamps that clip onto your books so you can read at night without the light keeping your spouse awake?).
That’s pretty much everything. So, what’s on your dresser?
9:37:56 PM  Random Nonsense
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