my office is a mess.
it is worse than a mess, it is a bonafide disaster.
i need to do some serious cleaning--some quantum spring cleaning. to clear my space and clear my head and get rid of the clutter, both literally and figuratively.
where to start...?
from here i can see a box that is busting with computer parts and accessories that have fallen into the categories of either obsolete or redundant. that can go. i see a stack of toys that i told myself i was gonna put up on ebay about 4 months ago. they can go. there are piles of comic books, here and there, like little encampments waiting for their orders. some will go to friends, some to ebay, some to a box marked "nobody's ever gonna want these." i look at my two book shelves, close to bursting with books, some wedged in sideways, some jammed in wherever there was extra room. do i need all of these books? some are reference and some were gifts, but there are many that i know i'm never gonna read again. wouldn't that book be happier with someone who was going to read it...?
they can go.
it's all a part, i know, of the collector mentality. and where did i get that save from my comic books? i hang onto stuff and save stuff and try to recycle everything that comes into my possession. but sometimes--and spring time is a good time to do this--you just gotta purge. they say a clean desk is the sign of a sick mind. but, for a writer, a clean desk--and an uncluttered workspace--is a distraction-free zone, a place where you can hone in on your ideas and let your imagination go, where you can transcribe your fantasies onto the paper/into the computer, where you can truly immerse yourself in whatever world you happen to be sculpting at the moment.
so clean up. clean out. you don't need that shit. are you ever, really, gonna need or read that again?
and then as soon as you get rid of it...
as the snow continues to melt all around here, this c & h made me start to miss it...
from my friend, heather~~
HOW TO INSTALL A HOME SECURITY SYSTEM
1. Go to a secondhand store and buy a pair of men's used size 14-16 work boots.
2. Place them on your front porch, along with a copy of Guns & Ammo Magazine.
3. Put a few giant dog dishes next to the boots and magazines.
4. Leave a note on your door that reads:
Big'un, Duke, Slim, & I went for more ammo and beer. Back in an hour.
Don't mess with the pit bulls - they attacked the mailman this morning
and messed him up bad. I don't think Killer took part, but it was hard
to tell from all the blood. Anyway, I locked all four of 'em in the house.
Better wait outside.
5 days old baby asian elephant, ko raya, at the berlin zoo.
this is choopie.
we'll be back to more perhapanauts
and paranormal talk on friday;
updates, stories, and contests...
smell ya later!