Actually, I had a dream.
At exactly 2:08 a.m.
It startled me wide awake.
There was no action.
There was no dialogue.
There were no people.
There was just an incredibly colorful, extremely large, and completely life-like image; almost like a huge painting.
Of...
Are you ready for this?
My junk drawer.
I kid you not.
Kind of special, isn't it?
And I haven't been able to shake it.
So today I looked through my junk drawer to see if anything there could have sparked this extraordinary dream.
It's contents seem fairly humdrum at first glance.
I found these things in the push-pin container:
It doesn't seem to matter how many years have gone by since there were little Shoots of the male kind living here; I still find Legos at some point during every spring cleaning.
And speaking of springs, do we really need to hang on to this one?
Or how about the screw-top brass ball from the top of a lamp-shade which is long gone?
Still, I was a bit disappointed that a dream-inspired search would yield only these bits.
Then things started getting a little more interesting.
I found this "list" on the back of the Post-It pad.
Someone must've been making a run for the border.
Now, under this Post-It pad, and several other small writing tablets, I found an old two-part, carbon sales book which I used back in the 90's when I was selling custom diaper bags.
It was fun to look at the baby names.
"Aiyana Mae"
"Jonathon Luc"
"Katarina Louise"
But the REAL fun was finding this page:
And now you know how I got rich.
I wish I could see inside the junk drawers of America.
I'd like yours to be part of a Junk Drawer Gallery on my blog. No names will be posted. Only the contents will be real, their owners will remain anonymous to protect the innocent. Send your photo to: [email protected].
Meanwhile, leave a comment and tell me about the most ridiculous, intriguing, unnecessary, useless or fun thing in your junk drawer.
I've gotta run...I've got towels/clothes to wash and fold.