A Cultural History of MomBrain
When the archeologists find the manpower to excavate MomBrain’s desk, this is what they will find:
- A coffee-stained galley of Cancer Is a Bitch, the UNBELIEVABLY FABULOUS memoir of writer friend Gail Konop Baker.
- 233 birth certificates of Little League players, waiting to be scanned then shredded.
- Notebook and voice recorder documenting recent trip to Vancouver BC for upcoming travel article. The Little Guy was mortified by the voice recorder. “Do you have to do that in public?” he kept hissing. Yes, yes I do.
- A stack of tourism brochures from Vancouver BC. See previous item.
- 2 pairs of reading glasses which I totally don’t need.
- The Big Guy’s expired driver’s license.
- A goldleaf prayer tower made by artist Holden McCurry. The middle is hollowed out and contains my most secret wish scribbled on a small piece of paper. No I’m not telling.
- A ceramic cat painted by the Little Guy.
- A cat brush.
- A serrated bread knife. Not to be used at the same time as the cat brush.
- A stuffed mouse that an old friend gave me to remind me that overwhelming tasks can be accomplished by nibbling like a mouse.
- An empty coffee cup, still warm.
- A scrap of paper with my friend’s husband’s cell phone number.
- 6 CDs by Alison Krauss, Keb Mo, and the B-52s that I mean to import into iTunes for maximum iPod playage.
- A golden dragonfly in memory of my friend K.
- A small glass bowl with nine polished black stones; a memorial to what was lost.
- A large colorful metal gecko from my friend G.
- A vitamin B capsule.
- An RCA small wonder, full of cool video that is absolutely useless to me because I cannot figure out how to transfer the files to my computer.
- My muse, Celeste, which to mortal eyes appears to be a headless dress form, painted blue. In addition to silently inspiring me, she holds my Skype headset.
What’s on your desk?
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A bread knife?! still musing over that one…
I love posts like this, and responded with a post on my own blog rather than hog space in your comments!
You have a lot of stuff on your desk. I have a computer, a printer, a handful of business cards, and two chapters from a friend’s novel waiting to be edited. Oh, and some best buy gift cards. Not very exciting. I wish I had a gold leaf tower with a secret wish on it.
earphones for “escaping” the screaming masses
a small Bible, dictionary
paper scraps of notes, camera,
little metal box I got at a flea market years ago,
ceramic dish to hold little things.
my daughter’s ribbon tie from her favorite stuffed bear.
laptop with mouse and pad.
You’ve seen what’s on my desk… its not pretty. Let’s see… a christmas ornament, stamps from Namibia, various CD’s in disarray, Legocatalogs (old ones of course), scraps of paper with website passwords scribbled on them, bills, pictures of my kids… oh! and a stuffed baby blue elephant. Sigh. I am a slob.
re: the voice recorder. My husband reacts the same way when I whip out my camera and take a picture of, say, a chocolate malt.
My father, on the other hand, is mystified, and my mother is delighted.
My desk? Is a vanity. Glass topped, wrought iron, mirror backed. There’s a red, holiday towel draped over the glass, my husband’s childhood bedside lamp (missing a lightbulb), a dvd I have yet to review, my digital camera, notepad and pen, Frankenstein Goofy, Count Dracula Mickey Mouse, a stuffed lion, and my husband’s blue teddy bear. And, of course, my laptop. That’s all that FITS on the desk, otherwise, it would probably look a lot like yours.