Digital Napsack

This week I encountered the coolest homeless street performers. One had an entire drum set made out of plastic jugs, and the other was a mad rapper who loves to rock out and doesn’t mind if you don’t have change. Seriously, there are some amazingly talented people who choose or are forced to live on the streets.

I really enjoy Audioslave. More so even than RAtM and Soundgarden. Am I alone?

I carry sharpies with me at all times, and also sticky notes, because you never know when you’ll need to share a message.

I have a messenger bag that holds a super mini thesaurus, batteries, a felt bag, sharpies, pens, a lighter, a knife, a cheap digital camera, sticky notes, a black leather bag that holds a glass jar with “Feel The New” on the side (the jar was a gift from Poe and held coffee beans and a note that informs me that I rule), checks, ear plugs (for those spontaneous super-loud concerts when I can’t afford to lose my hearing), a comb (to fix my hair when it passes the point of messy-cool into messy-bad), a sewing kit (for those times when my clothing is attacked by fences and trees), my Clie (with its keyboard and battery extender, for reading and writing on the go, often in the middle of a forest), glasses (for when I need to see things far off in the distance), stamps (for sending out gorilla letters and post cards to my friends), a camera and used film (which I will someday have developed).

I’ve returned to an old project called Digital Napsack tonight. It will be an archiving of all my keepsakes in digital form. Everything from letters to concert tickets will be added to it. It’s all part of the minimalization of my life.