Last night, one of Amanda's cats (the one with the fondness for unleashing his bladder upon unsuspecting black and/or leather objects)... well, let's just say he gave me incentive to start using the new wallet Kat (my sister) had given me as a birthday gift last week.* For your reading pleasure (gotta love lists!) and to possible provide some greater insight as to who I am (I dunno; but doesn't the contents of one's wallet tell quite a bit about its owner?), here's a run-down of what I found when I cleaned out my old wallet this evening... bear with me, some of this stuff is actually remotely interesting:
- 1 Driver's License & Registration (together in a plastic slip)
- 1 Library Card (with a goofy-looking picture of my from high school)
- 1 Credit Card
- 1 ATM Card
- 1 Blockbuster Card
- 1 ID card (for Dowling; from January 2002... I'm horribly pale in it)
- 1 Red Lobster Gift Card (with about $3 left on it)
- 1 Health Care Card
- 3 ATM receipts
- 1 sticker from a Toys 'R' Us photo booth of me and Trent (from his visit last year... he chose a fiery background and had the words "Li'l Devils" placed over our heads. That should've been my first hint.)
- 1 piece of paper with my SS# (because I never knew it until college)
- 1 Long-distance card (expired my freshman year of high school)
- Kat's cell phone number
- 1 strange phone number in my Mom's handwriting (Carnegie Hall, maybe?)
- 1 ticket stub for Carnegie Hall's 1-night-only production of Carousel (it was great; we took Amanda to see it in June of 2002.)
- 1 ticket stub for the Tori Amos / Ben Folds concert from last month
- My high school library/media center card (never used once)
- 1 coupon stub (good for 1 fancy shmancy SWR Senior Prom '01 invitation -- the actual invitations hadn't arrived in time)
- Another phone card (this one expired in 1998)
- 1 newspaper clipping from the second time I was in Newsday (for my NASA award-winning essay in 2001... my first mention in Newsday, f.y.i., was when I was among a few hundred who won tickets to a circus as a prize in a coloring contest in 1st or 2nd grade.)
- 2 Borders Gift Cards (I think one's expired)
- 1 Waldenbooks Preferred Reader Card (expired January 2003)
- stuck to the above item: 1 ticket stub for a Dave Matthews Band concert in 2000
- 1 ticket stub for Wynton Marsalis and the Lincoln Center Jazz Orchestra at Planting Fields Arboretum in 2001
- My driver's permit
- $1 from the Cayman Islands
- 1 ticket stub from when Jesse & I chaperoned a Middle School trip to Kings Dominion in May of 2001
- My Community CPR card (expired in 2000)
- A dental reminder for December 7th of who knows what year
- Business cards for the following: ACE Hardware & Locksmiths of East Setauket, 2 cards from American Classic of Port Jefferson (right next to the Village Pub; it's where I rented all 3 of my prom tuxedoes), Cut & Company of Shoreham, Campus Bicycle and Fitness of Stony Brook, my dentist, Port Jefferson Country Club at Harbor Hills, Smithtown SAAB & Volkswagen, and The Mad Magician & Great Alexo (Amanda's brother's magic show).
- 15 Movie ticket stubs -- 2 for Finding Forrester (1/7/01), 1 for Get Over It (3/10/01), 1 for America's Sweethearts (my first date with Amie; 8/12/01), 2 for Star Wars: Episode II- Attack of the Clones (5/16/02 & 5/18/02), 2 for Scooby Doo (6/15/02), 2 for Maid in Manhattan (12/18/02), 2 for Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (12/30/02), 2 for Chicago (2/14/03), and 1 for Finding Nemo (7/31/03). Yup, that's right: From Finding Forrester to Finding Nemo. *Comedic drumroll SHANA!*
- Annnnnnnnnnnd six American dollars. That's it.
Of course, only about a tenth of all that will actually be transferred over to the new wallet; now I'll no longer have a strange, unsightly buldge on my hip!
*=Yes, my birthday's in May, I know; she had originally purchased tickets to Field Day Fest. With that event cancelled, she covered the cost of my ticket to see Ben Folds and Tori Amos two weekends ago at Jones Beach and, on top of that, also bought me a new wallet and CD case for my car... Kat is amazing. I don't write about all the brother-sister fun we have nearly enough.