Pam Mandel, a freelance tech and travel journo, has a fantastic post at BlogHer about what she lugs around with her all day.
This reminds me of a seminar way back in the day by John Gray, the guy who wrote Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus (and I just totally dated myself didn’t I? I was, like, five when I attended this thing, mmmkay). Gray made the attendees look into their bags. Apparently: the more stuff you have, the more issues you have.
This is amusing because nowadays, we carry a ton of stuff with us. I don’t think we’re necessarily getting more neurotic, though the contents of a bag do say something about the person holding it. Like what they do or what they like.
Jessica Janson, who blogged for us this week has a huge bag. When I met with her for drinks in Las Vegas, I couldn’t help but wonder what she carried around in there. Her stripper shoes? A laptop? A condo?
How many of you have wondered what the editrix-in-command of Sex and the 405 carried in her bag?
I’m sure the first thing you notice is the lack of condoms. Do not take this to mean I don’t advocate safe sex. In general, I prefer unprotected sex with a partner who has been tested for sexually transmitted diseases.
Now–Details and Playboy, for fodder, though it’s usually Details and Wired, with Psychology Today, Cosmopolitan and Playboy making occasional appearances, but I already polished January’s Wired and haven’t gotten February’s yet, so there we go.
A Flip cam for video interviews; a Canon Powershot for stills; an iPhone for everything from Twitter to GoogleMaps because I am always lost; conspicuously missing is my digital recorder on loan to another journo, an iPhone charger (which is vital, given how much I use mine), and an extra phone for the more expose-ish stuff we naughty sex bloggers sometimes have to do; that wire thing is for recording phone interviews; extra AAA batteries, which reminds me I’m out of AAs; lipgloss; lipstick in pink; sunglasses, because you never know how late you’ll be out; a wallet with cash; a Poken because business cards are lame; and a pen and pad for love notes and lists.
Yes, I have a huge thing for zebra print.
(And no, none of these things were given to me by sponsors. Though Marlboro is totes welcome to send me cartons and cartons of Reds ANY DAY in payment for the mad promotion I inadvertently give them every time I leave my apartment–and even when I don’t. Ahem.)
What about you? What do you carry around with you all day?