Living in the Scoot Utopia

This idea is borrowed from Seth, who in turn borrowed it from Werlew.

Among all the clutter on the left side of my desk: a Fargo snow globe (wood chipper scene), a metal globe dating to around 1927. a bowling pin picture frame given to me by Codding, a Pepsi cup that my company tested a few years ago and the bowling alley hates, and a framed picture of antique golf implements. To the right of my crappy old monitor is my 2002 Kansas City Knights cup (used for water), a latte from Scooter's, my silver coffee cup, and an Incred-a-Bowl cup that I use for adding water to my fish tank. Next to my phone is my set of office binoculars, used anytime I spot something interesting happening outside. (One afternoon earlier this year a falcon was eating a pigeon on that fire escape across from my window. As the falcon ripped a loop of intestine out of its victim a girl in the office cried out "Ewww! That's sick! Give me your binoculars!")

On the floor is my tripod, my bucket of fish supplies, and the box for the putting mat that I have set up just outside my cubicle.

Behind my main desk sits another smaller one:

On this one sits my gym bag, stuffed with gym clothes (soaked with a week of sweat). Next to that is my griddle, which I brought in yesterday for an office breakfast. My nameplate sits in the windowsill, and to the right is my saltwater fish tank.

In a typical week I'll spend 44-48 hours here. Though there are no true walls the dividers block enough sound that I can only hear conversations that are intended to be shared. My desk is in the southeast corner of the building, and the view is both soothing and sometimes a distraction.