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Contents of a Character's Wallet by Saul Z
October 20th, 2006 7:48 PM
Top row, left to right:
- Dentist business card: Armenian Dr. Dernanian, nicknamed Dr. Blood.
- Right underneath, a BART card from recent trip to SF: must remember to send to random player
- Business card of an editor at the Jerusalem Report
- Business card of one doctor Spierer - a frightening name for a doctor indeed.
- Frightening bearded passport photo
- The Plastic
- ID cards - very colorful
Second row, left to right:
- Band aids
- My friend's reflexology business card.
- AAadvantage card: not so adventageous.
- Poem by Charles Simic about watermelons.
Next row:
- Eye glasses prescription.
- card from bar in Rome. Ache.
- Old bus passes.
- Tipping chart. I am a reckless tipper, mostly because I am bad at math.
- The wayfarer's prayer
- right underneath, old love notes. Ache. I forgot those were there.
Next row:
- Lucky two dollar bill. Oh, capital.
- Insurance card
- International calling card
Last row:
- Wallet: with pealing and fading Rufus Wainwright VIP pass.
The World: a wandering Jew worried about his health. They may say something about poetry or love. There might be a snicker or two about nostalgia. They might be worried about the multitude of languages - you know the international spy that I am.
Addition: I want to say: "Das Kapital written on a grain of rice", but you and I both know that such an addition would only throw Them farther off course, which may be the point of the Game. I'm going to have to go with: a small piece of ripped paper with the words "If found, please do not return" written in Yiddish.
Removal: I know that it is time to remove the love letters, that's for sure. The BART desires to return to the seat of its DRIVE. The 2 dollar bill might get burned. Certain memories referred to in my wallet are connected to business cards, duely commodifying my past, which I should probably put an end to.
- Dentist business card: Armenian Dr. Dernanian, nicknamed Dr. Blood.
- Right underneath, a BART card from recent trip to SF: must remember to send to random player
- Business card of an editor at the Jerusalem Report
- Business card of one doctor Spierer - a frightening name for a doctor indeed.
- Frightening bearded passport photo
- The Plastic
- ID cards - very colorful
Second row, left to right:
- Band aids
- My friend's reflexology business card.
- AAadvantage card: not so adventageous.
- Poem by Charles Simic about watermelons.
Next row:
- Eye glasses prescription.
- card from bar in Rome. Ache.
- Old bus passes.
- Tipping chart. I am a reckless tipper, mostly because I am bad at math.
- The wayfarer's prayer
- right underneath, old love notes. Ache. I forgot those were there.
Next row:
- Lucky two dollar bill. Oh, capital.
- Insurance card
- International calling card
Last row:
- Wallet: with pealing and fading Rufus Wainwright VIP pass.
The World: a wandering Jew worried about his health. They may say something about poetry or love. There might be a snicker or two about nostalgia. They might be worried about the multitude of languages - you know the international spy that I am.
Addition: I want to say: "Das Kapital written on a grain of rice", but you and I both know that such an addition would only throw Them farther off course, which may be the point of the Game. I'm going to have to go with: a small piece of ripped paper with the words "If found, please do not return" written in Yiddish.
Removal: I know that it is time to remove the love letters, that's for sure. The BART desires to return to the seat of its DRIVE. The 2 dollar bill might get burned. Certain memories referred to in my wallet are connected to business cards, duely commodifying my past, which I should probably put an end to.
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posted by Saul Z on October 23rd, 2006 1:07 AM
Little rectangles containing useless information join forces to tell us our futures, take our money, and cause limps by weighing down the wallet side of the pants.
so many cards you could use them for a tarot reading!