Desert Island

Everyone has their own desert island list. What movies you would want (because who is going to be shipwrecked without dvd capability?), what books, what cd, whatever.
And what you chose changes as you get older. You might, at one point, choose only the things you love the most, assuming that you and your taste are never going to change, that what you love is deathless, at least to you.
And then maybe you go into a phase where you want things you have yet to experience, but feel that you want to or should, based on recieved ideas of excellence or taste.
And then you think, "Um, yeah, I am never actually going to be on a desert island, and even if I am I am going to be way to busy worrying about eating and keeping healthy and safe and being rescued to worry about reading The Three Fucking Musketeers, again."
But since this Worryville I figure we should worry about everything. So give me five boys, five of anything that you would want on a desert island-five of anything in a catagory, as long as it is completly impractical-movies, shoes, clock radios, chili recipes, conversation to replay (an be wittier when you have them)-just five of any useless thing that you can't imagine being without.