Cleaning My Desk
This is a photo of my desk. Yes, it was time to clean it out. I found all sorts of historical articles inside. I found business cards of people that retired ten years ago. I found instructions for Web Meeting Reflectors. I found photos of people I haven’t see in several years and I’ve since forgotten many of their names. I found some CDs I haven’t listened to in ages. I found floppy disks, remember them? I found hundreds of writing instruments. I found notes to myself that I have no recollection of what they mean or why I wrote them. There are account names and passwords.
I found some artifacts of things people sent me because of articles I’ve written here. There is the Josh Marquis for Pope poster. There is a photo of a dog taking a crap at the Sunday Market. Is a photo of Jacob’s Sheep. There is a photo of the art of one local artist I can’t stand along with his fucking piece of crap red building that he was desperately trying to get rid of before the roof blew off and suddenly it became a shrine. Mercenary Asshole!
Anyway, most of this stuff is destined for the burn barrel or the land fill and it’s time to start a new collection. Moving on…