What's On Your Nightstand?

I read in a most reliable source

(one of the many catalogs that I receive)

that this is becoming a new, popular pick-up line.

Actually, it was in an ad for a t-shirt for book lovers.

So...the answer is supposed to involve what one is

reading at the present time.

You know--what book is on your nightstand.

Before I caught the book part, I started thinking

literally about what is on my nightstand{s}.

Not much.

There certainly isn't a book there.

First, it's sad, but I don't read books any more.

No, no--I still read.  It's just that I read from my Kindle.

Second, my Kindle would not be on my nightstand

because I couldn't stay awake for two pages

if I were trying to read in my warm comfy bed.

Everything on my nightstands has a purpose.

 That purpose is: to look pretty.

This is so ridiculous, but it's true.

There are lamps which provide light.

But that is not their main purpose.

They are carefully chosen because they look pretty.

There are no tissues or chap stick.

Because they aren't pretty.

I have to get up and traipse to the bathroom for them 
if I have the need.

One nightstand does have an interesting item on it.

That lighted bowl on the bottom shelf is a

Himalayan salt lamp.

I bought it somewhere on my cruise to Iceland.

I'm working on remembering where.

I'm also going to read up on these lamps.

I think they may be beneficial in some way 

other than looking pretty.
(The little birdy is not salt--just 
blissfully color compatible.)
 

And, wait!  There is also that pair of antique binoculars!

I'm pretty sure we bought them in Germany.

(Well, sort of sure...I think...maybe it was Germany.)

They look so darn good with the mural--

get it?  You look at the ocean through the binocs!



I know you may be skeptical as to the likelihood of
me encountering a pick up line.
Well, it actually happened on my last cruise.
The line was not really very original
(or very audible.)
It was, "Can I buy you a drink?"
And my response was:
"What was that?"
"Can I buy you a drink?"
"Oh, no thank you" in a flustered manner.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, but thanks."
I jokingly told my tablemates that you'd think
he could have at least asked me what my
sign was first!
(Just keeding.  I'm definitely not into "signs.")
(But that's the only pickup line I know knew!)



So...can't you just hear it now on my next cruise.
"Hey there.  What's on your nightstand?"
"A Himalayan salt lamp and antique binoculars."
"Ohhh.  Nice talkin' to ya."