Neighborhood Narratives London

In my bag:

A notebook recycled from last semester
A 1/8 to 1/8 audio cable that I used to hook up my iPod to  a rental car
2 paper towels
“On the Road” by Jack Kerouac
A Peanut Butter Power Bar
A nametag from a summer program in 2005
An honorable mention certificate for the Archeological essay contest in 9th grade
A business card I got this summer that says  Life one way, and you can turn it upside down and it says Death
My checkbook which is useless over here
Pens and Pencils
A Hat
Glasses
My iPod
An airline converter for headphones that I don’t actually need
An advertisement for LoveSacs (http://www.lovesac.com/)
A pin that says “abortion kills”
A set of Allen wrenchs
Two AA batteries
Empty memory card case
Super Mario World for Gameboy
Southwest Airlines claim tag with my information on it
Memory card converter for my cell phone
Some FIE information I needed to fly in

That’s everything in my bag.  I don’t know what kind of identity it projects, probably mostly a pack rat, even though I don’t think I am one.  Some things are weird, like the pro life pin, because I don’t even really agree with that point of view; that’s probably six years old.  I obviously don’t clean my bag regularly, and I use it for a lot of different purposes, which is why it sort of amasses different odds and ends.  With my bag I can usually be prepared for a lot of different things, and I would guess it projects are person who is on the go a lot.  Some things in my bag, well I frankly have no clue why they’re there, but I put them back nonetheless when the exercise was done.