Headcanon - James Kirk’s love for vintage and antiques

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Non comprehensive list of vintage or antiques that Jim owns, buys or likes to collect. Includes non-material interests (like music, movies and literature).

Applies to reboot!Jim Kirk, but can be applied to TOS!Kirk as well, if you wish. It’s just easier to give less “classical”, less “educated” vintage tastes to Pine’s Kirk than to Shatner’s Kirk, who’s shown in canon to have refined and specific tastes in vintage collections, as seen in the movies with the antiques on display in his apartment and his preference in classic literature.

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Music

He likes classical music from 20th and 21st centuries.
He doesn’t have a specific genre. He goes from metal to hip-pop, from ballads to disco. He has some specific eras, niche that very popular back then.

He has favorite bands or singers, of which he knows all the discography by hand.
→ I’m not making names here because it would just be a list of my own favorites. Feel free to headcanon your own music tastes as Jim’s favorites.

He has some specific songs and playlists he can turn to for any of his moods.

He’s not confined by the language barrier. He has favorites even outside of the ancient English countries-based production.

Movie soundtracks.
He’s a freak for those. Both instrumental and compilation of songs, but mostly instrumental. There are some themes he can’t resist, that he plays in his own mind in the most odd of times, even when he’s running from angry natives or during a boring shift.
Rocky’s original theme and basically half of the 1985 Rocky IV score are his go-to for his time in the gym. There’s something quite satisfying in speeding up for his last minutes of running routing with the Up the mountain track to then yell a “yeah!!!” when he beats his own previous record.

It’s kinda ironic, but his life turning points seem to be marked by Beastie Boys’s songs. The “car episode” - as in how mom and Sam refer to that time when he drove his father’s Corvette down a gully - happened as the car music player randomly blasted Sabotage: the episode led to his mother acknowledging what was happening behind her back at home and she had the chance to rectify their lives. That night when he picked a fight with Hendorff and his friends he had been listening on loop to Intergalactic. Pike’s convocation to announce his demotion came as Body Movin’ was playing.
Jaylah’s choice of Sabotage as the frequency to disrupt Kraal’s swarm was just his life coming full circle. And perhaps destiny telling him something, but he still hasn’t got that memo.

He has a growing collection of original LP records and a genuine LP player that isn’t just an eccentric decorative object, like his guests think. Whenever he’s back at his San Francisco apartment he likes to pull out a record from its sleeve and play it, instead of picking a playlist from his music library.

He has something for the sound the record does when you pull it out from its paper sleeve. Something for the sound the needle does when running on the vinyl surface. Something for the minute different sounding of music played from a record compared to the digital quality. Something for all the imperfections that come with listening from an ancient medium that is ruined by natural wear.

If he can choose, he likes a song better playing from a record than from a file. But, given that he has too few records to compete to his music library, if he were asked to choose, he’d be forced to pick the library.

Movies

He likes classical movies the most. Everything that predates the switch to deepfake first and computer-generated acting later is up his alley. He has a soft spot for Cinescope-era productions, but his personal golden era is that span between the late decades of the 20th century and the first of the 21st.
→ some of the worst movies were made during those years, but for some unknown reasons, they happen to be also cult movies that survived the centuries. And he isn’t immune to their appeal.

He doesn’t have a specific genre, although he might have specific actors or actresses he likes more. Some of his most hot (and wet) fantasies involve some faces from the 20th century and first part of the 21st.

Popcorn movies, arthouse cinema, classics, black & white, CGI-heavy, historic, English-language or international, he’s omnivorous.

People believe he’s a womanizer, a sexual animal that lives to get laid but he actually strives for romance - and he does like his romance movies, even the cheesy ones. Don’t talk him about Cameron’s Titanic. It might be considered a bad cliché movie since 2002, but he still cries over it. And he’s devastated whenever he has the bad idea to re-watch Luhrman’s Moulin Rouge. Although no one knows and he’ll deny it forever.

There are some characters he feels compelled to. Some he sees himself into. Some of which he dreamed of live the life.

He’s always had a mixed relationship with the self-sacrificing hero character, swinging from hating and loving a cliché that always hit too close to home. It doesn’t look so cool anymore when you literally enter their club.
→ Note to self: write down that you don’t want a biopic or a movie based on your life made. Ever. Just. No.

He’ll take the original Star Wars trilogy with its lousy sfxs over all the realistic shit produced nowadays. Better a bad drawn CGI starship than any setting that tries to picture a different present. Current authors don’t know how to image different realities, all the ships are boringly similar to the real ones. Most of the times what is written or portrayed as a futuristic (or retro-futuristic) ship is too close to the Enterprise to even get himself taken by the story. No variety like the futuristic-theme productions from Earth when starship didn’t exist yet.

One of the things he regrets the most from his stay in the past was that he never had the chance to see a real F-14. His Top Gun obsession never overcame the disappointment.
→ Spock’s to blame here. He did want to search the nearest navy base and get a touring, but his All-Work-No-Fun XO doesn’t know what self- indulging means.

If he ever dyed his hair to a very light blonde and styled them into what everyone told him was either an avant garde or a ridiculous cut, it’s because of his Rocky IV and Ivan Drago obsession. He still maintains that it wasn’t ridiculous.
→ I’ll might explain this in a future Kirkanon series.

His vocabulary include quotes and ways of saying from those decades he assimilated by years watching movies.
→ It’s disappointing that no one, besides Sulu from time to time, catches his references. Where’s the enjoyment of saying your First Officer that they can be your wingman, if they don’t even know who Iceman and Maverick are?

His knowledge of Earth’s culture, as he learned it from movies, turned out useful when he and Spock ended up stuck in the 2000s. It’s thanks to him that they managed to blend in and they didn’t make the poor show all time travelers do when they end up in a distant past.

He doesn’t own physical copies of movies. No one in their sane mind would want to play an ancient format, when digital is still the best way to watch a movie in the original format and best quality available, without any decaying effect of a physical support.

There are amateurs who like to collect physical formats such as the ancient Bluray disks or the even older DVDs. He has to admit some of their boxes are a work of art, he knows about the golden age of DVDs when boxes were made to look like books, with their pockets and intriguing graphics, but he’s not interested in buying them just for the sake of having them collect dust on a shelf. He wants to own things he can use.

He got some antique movie collectibles.

Original props or costumes are unaffordable. They either are bought out by museums or by nerds with too much money that they literally don’t know how to spent. Not to say he wouldn’t do the same if he were filthy rich, but filthy rich he’s not so...

Original posters are scarce, and the ones in good and pristine conditions are precious collectables reserved to true collectors. Not as pricey as one would think, considering they’re two centuries-old paper things, but the small niche market keeps the prices high.
But. When you like some movies that isn’t in the “great classics” list, you can get the chance to own a poster signed by the cast without selling your soul first. He’s the proud owner of one, it hangs on the living area of his San Francisco apartment.
→ Again, up to you. I fear my interests here would lean toward movie that are considered cults now. Plus, I really am a 80s/90s movie lover.

He inherited a small collection of movie related pics - photoshoots of actors that were sold as movie collectables back then, some signed by the actors and some unsigned. It’s been part of his mom’s family since his gran-grand-something-uncle bought them. When they were released. Ancient times.

Poster copies. They aren’t original, they are replicas made ten, twenty, even half a century after the movies releases as affordable collectibles and are still traded for few credits. They’re virtually worthless and mostly bought for nostalgia because paper isn’t mass-produced anymore. It’s the cheap version of owning a Roman copy of a Greek statue. Still, they look good on a wall. Back home in Iowa, he had his room walls covered in those, and changed them whenever it suited his mood.

He blew his first wage (well, the first twoishtreeish - he never told his mother how much he really paid for it) into a Darth Vader life-size figure. He never regretted it. He's never had the chance to move it to his San Francisco apartment yet, and is currently stored in a very large and very tall box in Iowa.

Does he own an Anakin Skywalker lightsaber replica (the original, not the reboot)? Of course he does!

Tv series

He doesn’t feel he can call himself a fan. With the impossible amount of movies he had on his to-watch list, on top of - you know - living, he never had much time to dedicate to longer formats. But he has some favorites, most discovered after a movie that attempted to reboot the tv series (and usually the original material was way better than the later movie).

Binge-watch is an interesting hobby. Too sad that his duty as captain doesn’t allow him more free time to properly do it.
He did ask if they could binge-watch on the viewscreen during boring shifts when they’re in the middle of nowhere, it would be a good way to bond as bridge crew and avoid entering catnap mode, but apparently is against some conduct code. He checked, there’s no regulation forbidding the use of the viewscreen to play tv series. Spock insists that he’s being too specific. Spock. Pot and kettle. The guy’s a pro at ignore rules by playing anal, but suddenly gets all judging brow arched whenever he suggest to do something that isn’t specifically forbidden by regulations. Ah!

He might have acquired a non-official, handmade replica of 1998 Charmed’s Book of Shadows. Everyone who manages to notice it on his bookshelf thinks he’s into esotericism. He never has the heart to explain is just some prop replica from a forgotten tv series.

He might have commissioned a sword maker a replica of the obscure 2008 BBC’s Merlin’s Excalibur sword. It hangs near the Lord of the Rings’ Witch King Ringwraith’s sword. People think they’re two real fighting swords belonged to some ancient European knight.

Anime series

Too many titles, so little time. Sure, many are just transpositions of great manga titles, but there are jewels here an there.
→ Insert your favorite, if you have any that aren’t strictly derivative from a manga title.

Legend Of The Galactic Heroes.
He absolutely love that one. Not the 2045 reboot, not the 2018 anime series. No. The original, as in original, with the OAV and four season of awesomeness.
LoGH kept him sane during his Academy second year. He treated himself one episode per day and there were mornings where the power of the cliffhanger or just the perspective of the evening episode gave him the strength to leave the bed - or, like, turn up in class. It was Gary to suggest him the title - Gary has an abysmal taste in movies but refined manga and anime expert he is.
Spock’s definitely the Kircheis to his Reinhard. We’ll, if he were into becoming an emperor, which he’s not. And if Spock were cute and red-haired. Ah, if only Spock were open to the noble art of cosplaying...

He’s trying to get his hands on the Reinhard and Kircheis figures (like, any - he doesn’t care for which version at this point), but he had no luck so far. It’s too a niche title and apparently nobody has figures of it (or, if they have, they’re not selling).

Comics, visual novels, manga & related

He does have a specific genre, the superhero kind. He dabs into other genres but, while for other genres he mostly goes by title, he’s fan of superheroes and tries everything that might end up under his nose.
→ titles and specific arches up to you as it’s personal preference. I’ll include a couple of my most favorite.

There’s so much material that he had to basically jump from a title to the next based on “related” or “if you liked this, try that”.

The biggest the IP the easier was to discover it.

The Authority and all derivative material.
When you’re fourteen and you’ve just come out of one of the Federation biggest tragedies in which you have been reminded how much adults suck, it’s hard to resist the appeal of a group of self-called superheroes who don’t adhere to hypocritical stupid ethical rules. Sometimes kill a dictator is the best course of action, if you ask him.
One of his biggest dreams, back then, was to to find his own Midnighter (a female version was fine as well). Well, not the violent, sadistic killer, but someone willing to go to hell - literally - for him.
→ He might’ve find him in Bones. Same grumpiness, same way of threaten (Bones wields a mean hypospray). Bones is a doctor and not a killer? Whatever. At times, Bones’s eyes are the eyes of a Midnighter out for the blood of whom hurt his Apollo. And didn’t Bones follow him through Hell (space) just to keep him safe? That’s true love, if you ask him. In a very non-homoerotic sense. They’re not a couple, for as much as RPS fans of them claim. They work best as friends.

Venom and his half Eddie Brock.
He’s much proud of his complete Venom Omnibus Collector’s Edition, thank you. Vol 3 is one of his favorite go-to love stories. Although... well, at times he does have this fear of unintentionally bringing a symbiote on the ship. It would really suck if he reenacted in real life 2018′s Eddie Brock.

Diabolik.
All the century-old original run, before the title was bought out by an international publisher and lost its shine. Rules are over-rated anyway.

Chariot.
He discovered it after the movies and it immediately entered his top ten list.
He’s always dreamed about something similar happening to his own car, whenever he got one. Then 1701 happened. Beware of what you wish for. It’s not as cool as the comic series make it look.
→ An abridged explanation to 1701, the human!Enterprise, at this post.

Gary has recently dived into the One Piece series. He’s been hearing jokes about him being a straw hat-less Luffy with his own brand of Devil Fruit since then. Spock still hasn’t caught the meaning of the Zoro nickname, bless his bowl-cut obsidian head; he has no intention to explain that one to their resident Vulcan. The Enterprise is cooler than the Sunny Go, anyway - 1701 would have his ass if he claimed otherwise.

He strives to own omnibuses of his favorites titles or arches. He’s a sentimentalist. And a bit of a paper estimator.
He’s still missing some. Omnibuses might be easier to come by (there have been plenty of reprints and new collections in the span of decades), but they’re also most prone to get ruined with heavy reading. And people did buy them to read them, not to look cool on the shelf.

Action figures and statues. His mother had like to enforce the “No-more-action-figures” ban at some point. It had become some kind of non-health-harming harmful drug of his. The ban is still active, even now he’s a respected Federation hero, captain of the flagship and generally considered an adult.
Although his mom surprised him with the mother of gifts (no pun intended) when she sent him the Captain Britain comiquette to go with his Angel: he’d craved for a Betsy to go with his Warren for ages.

Watches

In a age when watches don’t exist anymore, and the closest to them is a fashion bracelet that answers you with the time whenever you ask, Jim likes wristwatches as in genuine watches.
Nothing too fancy that is worthy an apartment or that has a copy at museums but he’s quite proud of his little collections of steels and golds that spans from the WWII decade to the first decades of the 21th century. He’s not what would be called an amateur, he doesn’t know the names of each piece of the complicated mechanism that makes a watch beat, he doesn’t know the brands nor can tell the model at first sight, he doesn’t care whenever the watch is manual, automatic or has a quartz-movement, although it’s easier to use the first two, as it’s not exactly simple to get spare batteries when the rechargeable ones die - it’s easier to find someone for the necessary maintenance and cleaning of the mechanical watches, actually. For this reason, electronic are way cheaper.

He doesn’t bring them with him in space, as they don’t work when removed from Earth’s gravity and magnetic field, but whenever he’s on the planet he puts on a steel one under his leader jacket or you can spot the lug ends of a gold 1960s from under the striped sleeve whenever he dons the dress uniform to a ceremony. It’s a small pleasure of his to lift the wrist and see where the hands point and then decode the exact time, instead of having a device flashing him the numbers for him to read.

He converted Scotty to the appreciation of the mechanical timepieces: his face when he was shown the mechanism, all those little wheels, the delicate balance of all the components. It’s mesmerizing the first time you see it with your own eyes. Even if you’re a genius Starfleet engineer and in charge of the functioning of the flagship.

Engines
[I plan to write a one-shot about this specific interest of Jim and some of the things written below will be worked or copy/pasted in there]

It’s a passion that runs down his DNA, as it comes from his father.

Yes, he feels a bit guilty for destroying his father’s red 1965 Corvette: that Sting Ray was in perfect conditions, he recalls how awesome it was to drive it. In his defense, if he hadn’t took that car out for that joyride to its faithful demise, the car would’ve been sold, so it still wouldn’t be his.

Apparently the car was meant to go to Sam, according to Mom. Sam never held its demise against him tough.
He’s been hunting high and low for a similar model - perhaps not an exact copy but a convertible at least, to make up for the one he destroyed, to give to Sam as a birthday present or a “Sorry I Destroyed Dad’s Beloved Antiques Car He Wanted For You To Inherit When You Turned Sixteen And Got Your License” present. He still hasn’t managed.

His father left them also an MV Agusta F4 SP01 “Viper” in need of some serious restoring to all the mechanics. His father acquired it as some kind of self-indulging gift to celebrate his second fatherhood, but... well, never had the chance to properly work on it as he had planned to do (he was meant to during his parental leave, but then the Narada happened... and everyone on Earth knows what happened to George Kirk when he met the Narada). Mom never wanted to either sell it or have some professional do the restoring, and left the thing to linger in the barn. Unworthy as it was in those conditions, it didn’t catch Uncle Sam’s interest, surviving his sell rampage.
It now makes an impression as the centerpiece of his living area in his apartment: embed in transparent resin, makes for an awesome counter. And it’s literally magic when it’s the only light point in a semidark room.

Photograpy

Photography as it’s now called has every bonus point you can get (easy to share, easy to take, easy to store, backlit and even brief animations) but Jim has rediscovered the appeal of prints, static photographs. Sure, you need actual paper, and frames or physical albums to store them, and yes, they can be damaged by excessive light and burn to a crisp. But they stand any kind of EMP attack, you can slip them in your pocket and bring them with you even if you’re on a planet devoid of any energetic source or when the electromagnetic field fries every circuit. And they can even stand the kind of rocking and inexplicable shit that happens frequently on a ship traveling when no one as gone before.

It’s expensive to get photo prints, as it’s a niche production compared to the mass use of holopics, but he had his favorite memories printed before sailing off with the Enterprise to have a physical copy he can access to whenever he feels nostalgic. Also, it’s more poetic to linger in the bed staring at a paper photograph in the hand, compared to holding a padd with a collections of pictures.
→ Yes, the Wolverine-holding-Jean’s-picture scene might be an ancient meme but it works IRL.

He has a whole album dedicated to his Enterprise family.
There’s the pic of him the day he graduated, with the commendation pinned on his chest and Pike near him. There’s the official Starfleet pic in the dress uniform and his first pic in the gold tunic when he came home with the promotion and donned the shirt for the first time, a pic taken by his mom. The first time sitting on the chair. But more daily moments, those pics that people tend to snap, share on their social and not even keep in their online albums. The daily moments are his favorite, a stolen smile from Bones, that epic Spock Lying On The Rail taken by Uhura, the reaction to some joke in the mess hall. But also people he met during an exploration, friends they left on a planet, or disguises they had to use to complete the mission.

Their 1920s attempt at cosplaying as Chicago gangsters is one epic photograph, if you ask him. He loved that Borsalino. And the print was taken by an authentic 1920s camera. One of a kind.

Mom is charged with the duty of having the pics printed: whenever he decides a picture is worthy of that collection, he sends it to her so she can get it printed: the box with all the pics waits for him in Iowa. Unfortunately, with him being the captain of a starship assigned a five-years mission, he can’t really go home to fill his photo album.
He’s been told that he’ll need an album part II. And perhaps raise the standards that make a pic printable, else by the time he’s back on Earth he’ll be album part VI.

He had the picture of his adoptive family, the one taken at the celebratory re-christening of the Enterprise, printed and framed for his quarters, but then decided against displaying it because he didn’t want for any officer that came to his quarters to know how much of a sap their captain is. No one knows, they’ll discover only if he’ll be dead and Spock will get access to his safe.

Books & literature

He’s a whore for books. If it were up for him, he’d have an apartment with walls made of book shelves.

He doesn’t care the genre, it’s just the object book he likes.

But yes, classic literature is superior to whatever (crap) is published these days, if you ask him.

His life experiences taught him that paper-books last you forever and, in case, they can even turn into a warmth source. Good luck trying to get a fire out of a book device. Besides, a paper book cannot be censored, banned or cancelled, unless someone literally forces their way into your house and physically destroys the copy. Sharing and licensing might be good and fun, until someone decides to pull back a book and you see it vanish from the face of Earth’s catalogues and non-paper libraries.

Of course he likes the fancy editions, the leather covers, the gold imprinting. But those are almost exclusive to museums, collectors and private libraries that come with the selling and buying of an old mansion. But the pocket books can be read without the fear of ruining something precious so there’s merit in those cheap editions too.

Some titles are simply not meant to be found, out of print even when their authors was still alive a couple of centuries ago and never reprinted. Some weren’t even “digitized”, as the process was called back then, and have been lost.
Widely-know and revered classics can easily be found, unless you want a very ancient copy: those are harder to come by.

Apparently even his other self was fond of books, accordingly to what old Spock hinted with the gift he received for his (re)promotion to the re-christened Enterprise. Else he wouldn’t explain the choice of a antique copy of ___ he received from Ambassador Spock as gift.
→ Insert your favorite book that could be picked by Prime Spock as a gift to the younger and brasher version of his own former captain, something likely meaningful or that would relate with this Jim’s life or future. I'm not much fond nor know much about what we consider classics and to-read- books. My school memories are very blurred, and they mostly consisted in Italian classics anyway.

Miscellaneous objects

Jewelry

Technically speaking is not a jewelry man. But he has built a fascination for old and ancient military rings. It might have to do with his father’s academy ring that Mom kept hidden in the safe, away from their privy eyes (he and Sam learned how to open the safe and then took it out to try it on plenty of times; perhaps she knew, but never let any hint nor had the safe code changed).
They are easy to find, although most of the times you’re not even sure if they are authentic or coeval poor replicas - military services didn’t have a specific stamp that cannot be copied like Starfleet’s rings do.
He never wears them, though.

He does wear a ring now and then, but just not the military ones. And when he does it’s usually something silver and “rock”. He doesn’t want to look like a refined Southern Gentleman with the golden ring on the pinky like Bones: he’s the cool fake-dumb blond in leather jacket and body-fitting pants, after all.
→ Please picture Jim/Pine wearing some awesome ring like xDecem. You’ll thank me later for introducing you to these
masterpieces.

He doesn’t disdain a chain or a bracelet, but usually he’s trying to be incognito, and the less jewelry the less he’s noticed. And when you get used to not wear any jewelry for your job, you loose the habit to wear it for your shore leaves too.

For Bones' latest birthday he got him a stunning pendant featuring a skull and two bones. He thought it was a good in-joke. Bones didn't appreciated it much, though.

Pens & writing

His is not the best handwriting of the world. His signature is a giant mess. But he does love pens and, for some reasons unknown that Bones would put under the “you’ve been made upside down”, his calligraphy marginally betters when he’s handed an ink pen and paper. Fountain pens are so refined, he always feel an ancient noble lord at his antique desk made of solid wood whenever he picks up one.

He loves sending true, paper letter. Postmail itself is a bit of a niche service offered by couriers, definitely not as handy and quick as a email, but writing a letter is so different than typing it out. And it’s different even from hand-write it on the padd. With paper you can’t just swipe and get a new blank sheet, you can’t press a finger and erase a word. You have to take the time to think what you want to say and how you want to say. There’s not grammar or typo correction, when you’ve written it it’s there, the ink dried and permanent. And for someone who’s used to frantic orders and quick scrawls as signature, it’s both a feat and a welcome change to be forced to take the proper time to write something down.

He abuses of the ancient notes method called Post-it. At home he loves those sticky piece of papers, he attaches them on every surface available whenever he needs to remember something. He used them at the Academy, with his roommates either laughing or complaining. They’re colored and joyful. They have a personality. The Sticky Note app isn’t the same - even if it’s way better than any other notes app.

He did try to keep the habit on the Enterprise, but the third time he failed to turn in a report before it was due (despite the pink Post-It plastered on the monitor at his desk), and was given a dress-down by Pike, he decided it was better to resort to the systems reminder application instead and leave paper sticky notes to things not related to work. Besides, he was getting The Eyebrow™ from Spock every time he surreptitiously slipped pen ink in the list of provisions to send HQ (well, actually it was the officer assigned to provisions that, believing it a joke, forwarded the thing to Spock who then immediately Eyebrowed his way).
He does leave Post-Its to Spock. Just to irk him, because he knows how uppity and fussy their resident Vulcan is.
→ the joke’s on Jim, because Spock actually cherishes those paper notes and meticulously collects them. Even if most of the times are just meaningless taunts like a “Beaten you again! <3″ or some badly drawn emoji. And he did Eyebrow him, but only because it him who had to explain HQ each time for which exact use the flagship needs pen ink.

Final annotations

Bones have know about his liking for vintage since that summer between first and second academic year in which Bones dragged him to Georgia because he didn’t want to face his ex-wife alone, and Jim’s been treated with a visit to the ancient McCoy house.
Since then every year Leonard visits an antiques shop to buy him a gift for his birthday (well, since they’ve been assigned to deep space this tradition is a bit harder to keep, but he tried his best).

It doesn’t need to be something precious, it might be a trinket, something with no collection worthiness. Jim doesn’t care for value. He likes that the object had a life, that it saw the passing of times and eras, that more generations used it, he’s interested in its story, and wonders where could it have been, what could have seen, what could it tell if there was a technology to make objects share what their silent eyes had witnessed.
And he appreciates that Bones goes hunting for oddities for him.

He doesn’t plan on turning his apartment into a house-museum full of beautiful things you can’t touch and interact with. He wants objects he can use, for which he doesn’t need gloves or has to live in fear of breaking them. A set of glasses for a drink with friends, a bronze desk watch that signs the time, a fountain pen to write actual paper letters, a book that he can open when lingering on the sofa, a lamp he can turn on.