Twinkets: Drug Bag and Drawer Face

Despite popular belief, I did not in fact eat the six-year-old potato chips and die. My absence was due to a wicked flu–so wicked that I actually did consider suicidally eating the moldy chips just to end the misery. Thankfully I did not, because I’m healthy, happy, and ready to get back to making obscure social references and giggling to myself at my keyboard.

Since I’ve clearly missed a few trinkets, I need to play a little catch-up, so for the next few days I will be writing about two trinkets in the same post. I shall call these posts “Twinkets!” You know, two trinkets? Twinkets. Anyway, these posts will contain two seemingly unrelated objects that, through the magic of the written word, will become related.

As you may have realized from the very first post on this blog, I am a scavenger. When I walk through my small city’s streets I’m always on the lookout for curious or interesting objects that I can take home. When I acquire them I’m never really sure what piqued my subconscious about the object, or why I took it home, but after some time the reason always becomes clear. Theses are two examples of my scavengery.

This is a drug bag, but not the narcotic kind. This is an empty “Adult Cold/Sinus Management Kit.” Yes, it’s gross that I picked this up off the street and took it into my studio apartment years ago, and yes, after arriving at said studio and flipping it over, discovering the writing, I should have tossed it immediately, but I love pouches–any pouches. If it’s a small bag of any type, I love it. Not only am I a scavenger, but I’m also a hider–I’m comforted when I put things inside of other things–so when I saw this little red bag I grabbed it right away, anticipating all of the CD’s or finger puppets I might hide inside it. Oh, I haven’t told you about the finger puppets yet, but they’re coming in a later post, don’t worry. Unfortunately I never used this bag for hiding things–I was afraid that opening it might unleash an epidemic–but I still kept it because it reminded me of my mother. My mother struggled her whole life with health issues, so naturally she had a lot of medications she needed to take, and she rarely left home without them. When I found this pouch my mother was still alive, and when I realized it was a drug bag it instantly reminded me of her struggle, which I was actively wrestling to understand properly. Honestly, I’m still wrestling to understand it, but there was something liberating about this drug bag–I somehow saw freedom in this pouch, as if it enabled a peculiar mobility to my conflicted thoughts about my mother. It also embodied some kind of symbolic escape from the confines of her prescribed life, which comforted me. However, none of that changes the fact that it may carry a variant of the measles virus which could spread throughout the world and kill 90% of humanity, so it must be thrown away. Excuse me while I put on my rubber gloves.

This is the face of a drawer I found in an alley. I took it home for the same reason I took the drug pouch home; I like to keep things inside things, but my favorite things to keep things in are drawers. When I hold this by its handle and pull it towards myself, it’s like opening an invisible drawer that I can put invisible things in, like sadness and Ghostwriter. Also, when I hold it up I feel like the whole world becomes a giant drawer, already chock-full of stuff, which is incredibly satisfying.



~ by russell jander on February 16, 2012.

13 Responses to “Twinkets: Drug Bag and Drawer Face”

  1. I really liked this post before you referenced Ghostwriter, but even more after.

  2. Glad you didn’t eat the chips. Welcome back! : )

  3. Glad your back! I was actually thinking to myself that I hadn’t seen a trinket post! I’m subscribed to your blog (as well as a few others) but somehow I managed to have yours sent right to my email when you post (haven’t a clue how) but I typically read your post on my way to work, you’ve become part of my daily routine, and completely by accident! Lol. Thought you might like to know, and I’m glad your back!

  4. Great idea! do the trinkets have to be things you find? or already in your residence?

  5. I also love things to put things in. A sure fire good gift for me is a bag or a basket or a box… My house might be messy buy my closets are awesome.

  6. Russell, Good for you! I wish I’d done this at 25, I’d have a LOT less to get rid of now, in my 50’s. (Also, owning a retail store did NOT help!)

    Bravo to you!


  7. Your blog is wonderfully unique! Great idea. “LIKE”

  8. have you considered counseling? lol–i love the drawer front and its idea of holding the whole world! the variant strain of measles…glad you are feeling better, i was missing the trinkets

  9. The drawer face reminds me of Dali. I can see it hanging in mid-air and knick-knacks, odd pills, keys, a tape measure, maybe a giraffe, et al slithering out into space. Thanks for giving me something to ponder today.

  10. So what I just gathered is that you were going to do the drug bag a few days ago and got sick from touching it. Good thing it’s gone now, glad you’re back 😀

  11. I always love to play airsoft because it is simply a great game and sports too.

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