Alas for future societies.

I realized tonight that I have an inordinate amount of clutter in my bag. (The bag is the one and only thing I ever bought from the Gap, and only because it was 90% off. I'm still ashamed.) I made a list of everything in there, and should we be struck by a comet or should every volcano on earth erupt, future societies are going to think we were one screwed up race of Canucks. Here (hopefully in list form) is the list and then the conclusions I drew from it.

• 1 set of large headphones
  
• 1 Sony Shockwave CD player
  
• 1 Killers CD
  
• 1 Shins CD
  
• 1 Amelie soundtrack CD
  
• 1 stuffed lizard
  
• 2 sets of keys
  
• 1 copy of Hamlet
  
• 1 copy of Dante's Inferno
  
• 1 copy of The Best of H.P. Lovecraft
  
• 1 KitKat
  
• 1 CKLU programming guide
  
• 1 bottle of water
  
• 3 pens
  
• 1 pencil
  
• 1 "G7" notebook
  
• 1 fork
  
• 1 wallet with various cards/currencies
  
• 1 disk containing fragmented short stories
  
• 1 bingo calle's license
  
• 1 letter from Jenny
  
• 1 note from a co-worker
  
• 1 White Stripes pin
  
• 1 Pink Floyd pin
  
• 1 ivory scarf pin
  
• 1 pearl clip-on earings
  
• 1 battery
  
• 1 pair of sunglasss

I guess that future societies will gather that I was a depressed, possibly deranged music fan who lived off chocolate and water, and worshipped a lizard.

Seems accurate.