I got tagged!

I was tagged by the very fun Jumble Mash to answer: What 5 things do you not leave home without? I'll then pretend to tag 5 other bloggers, but in reality just put the challenge out there to answer it if you want...just consider yourself tagged. Rules? Who needs 'em?

OK, the list of things I don't leave home without.

1) My keys and wallet. I keep them on my person, and it drives me a bit batshit when they're not in my pockets where they belong. I trained myself to always be aware of them on my person, especially when walking through a crowd. I vowed at an early age never to be a soft target for a pickpocket.

2) The crap piece of shit cellphone I got for free with our plan. I don't have a smartphone, mainly because I know I'll end up sucked into facespace or mybook. I keep it with me and charged in case of emergency, and have done so diligently since becoming Daddy Dangerboy.

3) A patch of the flag of the United States of America. It's in my wallet, and has been since a little bit before I joined the Air Force. It's been there for quite a while, and I keep it to remind myself of all that service means; what I did, what others did, those we lost, and what we all should do. That's a rant for another day, though.

I pack light, so the next items are more of a frequently than an all the time deal.

4) My black leather bag. It's a softside briefcase, and I have tons of things in it at any given time. Business cards, work notes, folders with info for the games I'm running or playing, a deck of cards, highlighter and pen, and quite often a book or three. Occasionally the tiny laptop.

5) Thanks to number 4, and its plentiful stock of stuff, there is no 5. I don't wear a watch, don't often wear jewelry, and have the stuff I need at my desk at work, or at the house. And there's so much stuff in the bag, that really I don't need more stuff.

OK, now for the tagging...tag, you're it. If you've got a blog, I tag you. If you don't, well, you got off easy this time!