– two coiled-up network cables, only one belonging to me
– my wrist brace, needed last night
– the cradle for my broken Palm*
– an end fitting for a coax cable, still in the Radio Shack packaging*
– empty water bottles, courtesy of my dear, darling slob of a boyfriend
– one of those converter/connectors for old-style keyboards*
– a map of Massachusetts*
– the Turkey City Lexicon
– three pairs of broken sunglasses
– many pens with no caps
– a promotional “Legend of the Rangers” postcard brought back from WorldCon*
– my glasses
– back issues of Wired*
– three Bic Round Stic pens, black, medium point, all without caps
– mail I should have answered long ago
– four coats
– several books I hadn’t finished reading
– caps for the aforementioned pens
– my Viable Paradise T-shirt and manuscripts
– tapes from the reunion of Idiot, featuring Tad Williams on lead vocals
and a black pen which, left uncapped, had soaked half its ink into a nearby white towel. The towel, being one of the super-absorbent variety, may be beyond repair. Nevertheless, it’s soaking in a bowl of Woolite. Yes, I am an eternal optimist.
- – items up for grabs. Email me if you want them.
