Tuesday, April 29, 2003
Unthinking and herd-like, I am
Unthinking and herd-like, I am so tickled by Scott’s description of his workspace that I thought I’d do just like he did. In my little cube in the heart of a boring 12-story early-70’s building, I have on my walls, clockwise from the entry: Poster from Asian Art Museum, holograph of pocketwatch, coaster from Hog’s Breath Pub in Australia, phone system cheat sheet, official State Bar Bomb Threat Report Form, promotional booklet from The Pantry open to “20 Head of Beef Cattle are Needed to Supply The Pantry’s Daily Serving of Steak” with b&w photo of four lowing heifers, a poem I wrote, key phone extension lists, photo of me, kel and two friends at my uncle’s house, promotional postcard from “Grateful Dawg,” photo of me, kel and her parents heading onto the Alcatraz ferry, postcard with line drawing of Penn’s University Museum, photo of the Statue of Liberty taken at sunset from the top of the World Trade Center, photo of old cat Sydney, list of all programs with their program numbers, boring pictureless wall calendar, aerial photomap of downtown San Francisco, small Peruvian changepurse, plastic mini-pumpkin, Japanese calligraphy of my name. On my “display shelf” I have a photo of Kel at the Joss House in Mendocino, a photo of me and my 7 college housemates right after graduation, a get-well card with a cool Gorey drawing on it, a photo of Kel at Devil’s Kitchen, bubblestuff, old dry roses in a tumbler, pumpkinhead pez, tiny Tabasco bottle, strange photo-montage tarot deck, “star” eyes sunglasses, foot massage dowel. On my desk I have various work-related papers, in-and-out boxes, rolodex, phone, catalogues from museums I have to return, tumbler full of pens, Lima Ohio mousepad, CPU and monitor, busted halogen desk light, Franklin planner, cds (Jared’s birthday mix [yay!], Wes Montgomery, Ray Charles, Holst’s The Planets, John Mayall), Casio FR=1211S Printing Calculator, package of Glee gum (yay!), baggie of tart-n-tinies (yay!), stacks of evaluation materials and applications, box of Trader Joe’s Masala tea.
How fulfilling. What am I missing? What ought to be proudly displayed in my beige cube, but isn’t on this list?