As for me and my house (okay maybe just me), a nightstand isn't living up to it's full and proper potential unless it is armed with chocolate and ear plugs.
And now that I'm thinking more deeply on the topic, I might be persuaded into believing that the contents of a person's nightstand is a reflection of that person's character and being. Me: super sweet (when my mouth is full of chocolate), a little nutty, and hugely opposed to being woken up. Also a secret lover of stripes and/or zebras. Yup. That all sounds about right.
How about you?