Seth Godin lunch. I expect I will be jumping from the windows shouting things like “rules are for sissies and the oppressed, I am a genius artist with an amazing product to sell!” when I’m finished reading it.
Also included are seventy bobby-pins from a party the other night, Natio lip balm that I usually keep in the drawer lest small people stick their small fingers in it, and earphones because I have to have my iPod at night.
Also also included but not for long is the nightstand I adopted from my sharehouse days when I first got together with Matt. I don’t know whose it was or where it came from, but I’ve had it nine years now. And it’s still filthy and old and falling apart and probably time to jettison in the Great Spring Cleanout of ’14.
What’s on your nightstand?