Friday, September 26, 2008

Welcome to our clutter

The provocative and entertaining D-Cup recently showed off some of her and Mathman's refrigerator decorations, giving a nifty little glimpse into their family life.

She invited me to do the same:

There you go. Sure, the stainless steel could use a good polishing, but no clutter.

Not much of a glimpse into any kind of a life at all, is it?

Ok...let's's this:

That there is the brain center of the whole household. Yep. Business cards, cell phones, coupons, ink pens, a calender, tickets to Nick Cave at the Riviera, it's all there. Look close and you can even see some political commentary, a gift from Johnny Yen's son:

I feel bad because I can't remember where the Day of the Dead skull magnet came from. MizBubs would know, but she's a decent, hardworking midwesterner so she's asleep right now.

Let's scoot over a few feet to where the computer is at.

This is approximately 6' east of the brain center. These two points form the AXIS OF MISCELLANY. When this picture was taken I'd been working there, so this is my stuff. The latest Cheaper Than Dirt catalog is there (I was hunting for a gun locker) as well as a book I just finished reading, Keep it Real: Everything You Need to Know About Researching and Writing Creative Nonfiction. Somewhere under there is a set of photocopied mindfulness exercises I'm supposed to be working on that, in yet another moment that proves that the world is driven by irony, I had misplaced for several days. It was lost, but now it's found.

Hey! I just realized it's Friday now. Time for a pre-dawn Random Ten:

Come To Your Tommy Now—Leonard Clark

Down The Reeperbahn—Tom Waits

All Apologies—Nirvana

I’m Gonna Sit Right Down—Frank Sinatra

Married Man Blues—Jessie Mae Hemphill

Beltane Walk—Mark Bolan

Neighborhood Threat—Iggy Pop

Black Stone Heart—Bauhaus

Today—Jefferson Airplane

It’s a Good Day—Peggy Lee


I hope it's a good day for you.


Johnny Yen said...

That's great! I'll have to snap a shot of our refrigerator after class today.

BTW, we've got another gift for you. All the more excuse to get together soon.

Tenacious S said...

Our fridge is probably flammable. The outside of it at least. Does give you some insight into what kind of home you are in.

Cap'n Ergo "Carthage" Jinglebollocks said...

the pix is cropped-- where in the house IS the Brain Center??

SkylersDad said...

This is fun, I will have to do it also! From what I could make out in the catalog, I think you were lieing about a gun cabinet. You are looking to order a truss, aren't you?

Barbara Bruederlin said...

If I had a stainless steel fridge, I would banish fridge magnets too, and probably spend a couple of hours each day just gazing at it with lust.

As it is, I still have drawings that my kid made 6 years ago stuck lopsidedly on mine.

Doc said...

It looks just like home, except our fridge is covered in little kid drawings.


justacoolcat said...

Our fridge used to have all kinds of sweet cool things, but now it's pretty much like yours. Oh, and don't even get me started on my computer desk. I would need a shovel to clean it off.

vikkitikkitavi said...

I need to get me one of those catalogues. I'm running low on bullets.

Which, you know, just won't do when you live in Los Angeles.

Anonymous said...

Not to sound all cocky, but I knew that would be fun. Thank you for indulging me!

Looks like home.

jin said...

Um... I would like to do this... but my fridge is covered with the XXX magnetic poetry kit. Ha! You think I kid!

the demure tart

Katie Schwartz said...

Shalom Toots,

Love the nerve center. I dig this post and glimpse into the The Compound's sense of order. We are similar :)

Great fridge.

Erik Donald France said...

AbFab and All Mod Cons and maybe a Nick Cave quote for good measure . . .

Gotta say, the fridge is an increibly awesome touch. Almost inspires me to try to cook more!
(Seriously, I think I've seen something like this only in places like the Biltmore and Ford houses, and in Europe -- all power to you).

Cheers on the nonfiction (including blogomania)!

Nick Cave fragment of the day: "It was the dirty end of winter . . ."

Iggy Pop -- "Neighborhood Threat" -- creepy but groovy.

"Did you look into his crazy eyes?"

(Preferably not ;-)

Freida Bee said...

We have a stainless fride also, and magnets won't stick to the front, but the side's a nasty clump.

I'm just glad you weren't shoppin' for one of those fanny packs. I was going to be worried about you.

Incidentally, I lost my mindfulness packet. Can you fax me yours?

Bubs said...

Freida, I'll be happy to share the exercises with you. I'm still stuck on the second one, which involves me sitting and staring at a coffee cup for up to an hour. As far as the fannypacks go, that is the only excuse for having one--to conceal a handgun.

Erik, I have looked into those "crazy eyes". It heightens the senses.

Katie, howdy! Yeah, we've confined our clutter now to a little area. Whew.

Jin, I for one, would love to see that. You can compose naughty messages for your readers...

D-Cup, thanks for thinking of us!

Vikki, no kidding. The way the economy is going, we can all use to stock up...

Coolcat, sorry to hear about losing a place for your cool that what the computer desk is for now?

Doc, ours used to be. Enjoy it while you got it!

Barbara, I keep those drawings on my desk at work.

Skylersdad, that may be a truss, but it's apparently a truss that holds AK-47 magazines and hand grenades.

Cap'n, that's the kitchen, directly across from the fridge.

Ten, I don't remember inspecting your fridge. I wish I had.

Johnny, yeah...I'll call you.

Anonymous said...

You should live in a cardboard box like me. No clutter at all!

GETkristiLOVE said...

Our fridge looks the same. I like the skeletons on the desktop!