The other major part of my room is my bookshelf. It takes up a large part of one wall and in addition to having things on the shelves, I also have things taped to either side.
For example, pictured here are four tickets from the New York showing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, a backstage pass for the Talib Kweli concert from last year, a tag that Joey and Jason left on the gift they got me for my birthday a few years back, and a sign from Columbia Catering that says “Home Fried Potatoes.”
That sign cracks me up. I suppose potatoes can be French Fried, but Home Fried? How do you Home Fry something? [Clearly they wanted to make Home Fries sound more appealing or upscale.]
Also taped to the side of my dresser is a ticket from every Broadway show I’ve attended. (Actually one is missing.) There’s some good shows up there, but I’m sad to say I haven’t been to a show in quite some time. Hopefully that will change Tuesday, when I’m supposed to go to South Pacific.
The first shelf of my bookshelf contains a bunch of books (no shocker there, I know), including my six Sci-fi short stories collection, The Book of Basketball (autographed by Bill Simmons), some cards from family and friends, and a plush Turkey I got while working at a USY convention over Thanksgiving a few years back.
The next shelf is less exciting. It contains my excess soap, a hard drive that I use as a hammer, and a bunch of school books. It also has my Cowboys hat, and another Columbia catering sign on a small metal cube. This sign says “Whole Milk” and was left behind in a class this year, so I acquired it.
The other exciting shelf (there’s two others, but they don’t have anything important on them – just papers and water bottles) contains a whole mess of stuff! In addition to my plush Cartman, I also have my sick Penzey’s salt and pepper shakers and a ton of glasses. One is from the Samuel Adams brewery, one from the Saint Arnold brewery, one is from the Jameson distillery, and one is a Stein from Germany. Also I have two mugs, one from Leif’s (the breakfast joint near camp, which has the greatest hash-browns of all time) and one that my Resident Director got me as a gift last year (we’re both huge Cowboys fans, and she went to the Pro Football Hall Of Fame).
Finally, hanging over all of that is my wine rack, which I bought and installed last night. It holds four bottles of wine (Trader Joe’s Three Buck Chuck, at the moment. I’ve clearly already opened the third one.) and it looks really awesome hanging over the coolest shelf on my bookshelf.
Well that’s the totality of my room. Well, that and a lamp without bulbs because I keep forgetting to buy bulbs and it’s really bright enough without it.