The usual socks and underwear, plus a tom of audiobooks for my car and a backpack for our impending trip to NYC. But it's been raining steadily here since Christmas day, and the grandchildren each got a set of two swords, so we've been swashbuckling all over the house. It's been John Carter (me) and Dejah Thoris (my granddaughter) against Darth Vader (my son) and Luke Skywalker (my grandson) all over the house, with Lara Craft (my wife) threatening to use one of my shotguns on all four of us if just one piece of her Snow Village collection in damaged.