rm | desk detritus

Because I code magazines at work, my desk is littered with subscription cards that I rip out because they are annoying. Invariably, I use these as scraps of note paper, and they are mostly covered with the oddest snippets of random thought, that include book titles, article cites, random headlines that amuse me, and snatches of phrases I've no doubt intended to use in some story or other but that have gotten away from me, or are still in search of their place.

Every few days or so I look at the cards, and am amused by the degree ot which they seem to be a secret map to an unlnown place, all because of their mundanities and the fact that I've forgotten their original purpose.

Found on a single card today:

... Generation War!
... "greetings from the filthy and astounding continent"
... TSA SecureLock
... Campaign goes from somewhat strange to totally wacky
... "pleasure, pennance and precision"

It occurs to me that other people might sift through these things on my desk, and that I've no defense, nor do I know on what grounds I need it, but it's an instinctual thing that people shouldn't see the messy background processes of my brain.

FYI those are: a book title, something random likely not to be used but was a product of my thinking on something that might be interesting if it solidifies, a product I want (it lights up if the TSA opens your bags so you know if your checked luggage has been searched), a Chicago Tribune headline from early August, something that wound up getting edited out of a fanfic (and wasn't btw porn related despite those words).