Tuesday, August 23, 2016

In which we provide a little inventory

Just for the hell of it, a little inventory of things in my office at the DJ.

A small Pieter  Bruegel the Elder poster of ice skaters. A print of the Sistine Chapel. An Alice in Wonderland poster (presently on the page with Alice and the Queen of Hearts playing croquet). A Monet print of poppies on the hill outside Giverny. (I’ve seen those poppies for real.) Postcards of The Treachery of Images (i.e., "Ceci n’est pas une pipe"), Cezanne (3D), Burchfield (circular), Hiroshige (matted), another Cezanne (a backlit woman that taught me everything there is to know about photography lighting). Pictures of Cinderella’s castle at night at WDW, George Burns and Gracie Allen, the canals in Venice. Another calendar, of Kaz’s photos (presently on a London page). A printed fastpass for Soarin’ in Epcot, numerous pins of Star Wars characters in Vinylmation, Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts pins, numerous pins with dates of WDW visits, a handful of Cheshire cat pins plus a magnet of Tenniel’s C cat in the tree. Another magnet celebrating the 1939 World’s Fair. A UK Student Center coaster. Columbia, Bump, NYCFL and Bartleby the Scrivener mugs. A Bump trophy. Plaques from a couple of places who thought I was the coach of the year or the like. (I have more of these at home. Get old or look like you're going to retire, and they rain down on you.) Two photos of Hen Hud teams from different heydays. 3 Star Wars Pez dispensers. A Jedi Academy lanyard. A George Washington shaped Avon perfume bottle (with the perfume still in it). A deck of skyscraper playing cards. A small tin of emergency underpants (a gift, not something I always keep around just in case). A plate decorated with Disney attraction poster images. An American flag. The usual assortment of family photos. An Elvis Presley fly swatter. A talking Gollum mini-fig. And a few et cetera and et alii.

This list is not complete, and deliberately excludes anything work-related. It is not an all-inclusive representation of my brain, but it is certainly a walking tour of part of it.


Just imagine the stuff at my office in the chez, where I don’t have to keep all the DJ items.




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