August 01, 2005
Bedside Tables
It's time for a small confession.
Are you ready?
I find really intelligent men, particularly scientists, sexy.
My favorite scientist, Jack of Random Fate, was tagged by the lovely Boudicca with a Bedside Table Meme. Now I have no doubt Jack has all those books and other things on his nightstand; however, I note there was no question as to what is in the nightstand or bedside table.
In any event, with my children away I have a bit more free time this evening to allow my mind to traipse uninterrupted to dark places around the blogosphere as I wonder what others might have on their nightstands.
First stop, the rather neat-as-a-pin bedroom of this lady. Hmmm, she has black satin sheets on the bed. On the nightstand are a few pictures, a couple of books: "How not to be a Bridezilla" and "Kama Sutra for the Yoga Enthusiast." Instead of water, a can of Red Bull stands at the ready.
Another neat and orderly bedroom is inhabited by this guy. A silver and well-worn cigarette case rests next to a volume of poetry by Robert Frost. There is also a slim book entitled: "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. On top of the books is a seven-inch blade...
"The Art of War" also graces the bedside table of this erudite gentleman; however, this one is written by Niccolo Machiavelli, along with several books by Faulkner. The books are barely apparent because they are covered by a number of rather graphic magazines. Sticking out of the nightstand drawer are bits of leather... Ahem. Moving on, a sentimental man, closest to his pillow is a picture of him flanked by his beautiful and loving daughters.
This charming lady has a bedside table overflowing with blueprints, color swatches, and pictures of family. There is a half-empty can of Diet Coke and a bowl of left-over popcorn, the latter abandoned by a couple of young girls who were up late watching movies with mom and dad.
Last stop finds us at this swinging bachelor pad. Over the bed is nothing other than a silver dancing ball where a ceiling fan once hung. The posts of the bed frame sport not one, but two different mullet wigs, one brownish and the other black with purple streaks. In one corner stands the life-size cardboard version of Dennis Rodman dressed for his very special day. From the giant of Rodman the eyes are drawn to the other corner of the room where many of the munchkins cast in the Wizard of Oz have been depicted in rather compromising works of "art." A dog-eared periodical with the title: "Midgets of your Dreams" is half tucked under one of the pillows. There is no nightstand in the room.
Oh, my.
Perhaps, that was a little more than I really wanted to know.
I feel the need to shower...
Posted by Christina at August 1, 2005 07:17 PMBWAHAHHAHHA!!! This is a great post, Chrissy....except I think you got me and Zonker switched around.
Heh. Juuuust kidding. Very accurate on my nightstand....well, I don't have a BOOK about Bridezillas, but the sentiment is there!
Posted by: sadie at August 1, 2005 08:44 PMYeah, I am a dichotomy, tied to the bedposts by an enigma.
Posted by: Velociman at August 1, 2005 10:01 PM*sigh*
I tell you these things privately and you blab them all over the internet, Christina. That hurts me.
Thanks for not mentioning what's *under* the bed, though!
;-)
Posted by: zonker at August 1, 2005 10:16 PMI had to read it. This is GREAT.
I'm an oddity. Am I the only woman who owns The Art of War by Sun Tzu? Not on my bedside, however...
Posted by: Bou at August 1, 2005 11:07 PMno, bou; i won the art of war, as well. mine's bedside, but the blade is across the room.
great post, mom. brought a smile to my face. : D
Posted by: amelie at August 1, 2005 11:11 PMer, own. i own the art of war. ack.
preview is my friend, too! ; )
Posted by: amelie at August 1, 2005 11:12 PMMakes what's on my bedside table seem rather dull!! *L* Now if we want to go into details on the contents, that's a different story!!
Posted by: Michele at August 2, 2005 03:40 AMI have the Art of War as well, but have to say, it isn't in my bedrooom. My bedside table? The remote. Ahhh, tv the sedative of the masses.
Posted by: Oddybobo at August 2, 2005 07:18 AM.. close, dear... close... actually, it's book of Robert Service.. Frost is in the living room..
.. oh, and you forgot the pistole too..
... other than that, spot on...
Posted by: Eric at August 2, 2005 07:22 AMHmm...sounds like an interesting meme. I may have to pick up on that one.
What about YOUR nightstand, Christina? ;)
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