Today’s post is going to be a pictorial.  I’m working to update a second website and clean up my area to be able to leave mid-afternoon and get going on CSA Tuesday this evening.  No time to blather.

I do not portend to be a great photographer…especially when I’m furtively photographing items at my desk on what will probably be my last day at the office.

With that, I present to you the Treasures of My Desk.

Laura gave me these long, long ago and I never used them...because what it said is true. No need to rub it in, right?

"Why yes, I am overqualified." Laura gave me these long, long ago and I never used them...because what it said is true. No need to rub it in, right?

My nameplate. I'll let them keep it, but I'm taking the two extra sets of stickers to do some guerilla marketing of my own.

My nameplate. I'll let them keep it, but I'm taking the two extra sets of stickers to do some guerilla marketing of my own.

Copies of my former business cards...both companies. I don't know--I'm keeping them. I don't think I'm a packrat, but being that I designed corporate identities for both companies practically from scratch, these aren't just my cards, they're part of my portfolio.

Copies of my former business cards...both companies. I don't know--I'm keeping them. I don't think I'm a packrat, but being that I designed corporate identities for both companies practically from scratch, these aren't just my cards, they're part of my portfolio.

Ah, my dusty charging iTouch. This is a trophy that was given prematurely...before the end of the race. My boss gave a few of us these that were free through an incentive program in appreciation that we were still trucking as the company's economic situation tanked further and further. I might have to hock it.

Ah, my dusty charging iTouch. This is a trophy that was given prematurely...before the end of the race. My boss gave a few of us these that were free through an incentive program in appreciation that we were still trucking with him as the company's economic situation tanked further and further. I might have to hock it.

A lint roller for all the Grendel Hair and a bunny for morale. Bless you, dear bunny. I didn't have the heart to kill it, given its mission.

A lint roller for all the Grendel Hair and a bunny for morale. Bless you, dear bunny. I didn't have the heart to kill it, given its mission.

My Sigg and my Starbucks...one for water the other for coffee. I don't think I've washed either one, ever...and I stole the Starbucks kettle from Aisha when we lived at the Highland Home for Wayward Girls in 1999. Blessed vessels.

My Sigg and my Starbucks...one for water the other for coffee. I don't think I've washed either one, ever...and I stole the Starbucks kettle from Aisha when we lived at the Highland Home for Wayward Girls in 1999. Blessed vessels.

The piece de resistance: My CrackBerry. Oh, mouthpiece to the world, I will miss you. Your blinking red light lit up my life. My social networking will never be the same.

The pièce de résistance: My CrackBerry. Oh, mouthpiece to the world, I will miss you. Your blinking red light--now dead--lit up my life. My social networking will never be the same.

I hope you enjoyed the snippets.  I did.  All but the last, I’m taking with me.