Desktop Meme

Toast is propagating a new visual meme—show your desktop. So here's my desktop at work:


Yeah, that's right—dual widescreens, baby.

The left side is the 20" monitor, the right side is the 20" iMac it's attached to. My "Dock" is not normally visible unless I run the cursor down there, but there'd be nothing to look at if I didn't show it to you.

This, of course is what it looks like with nothing open. Once the day gets rolling, you won't see a bit of that gray background...Usually there's a bunch of icons trashing up the place, but I had just cleaned that crap up at the end of the day yesterday—this is tidier than normal.

I'll do my home (work) computer tonight.

In both cases, the background is plain gray, because I do a lot of photo-editing and color correction, and crazy backgrounds are distracting. My screensavers are slideshows of pics of the kids.

Oh, I figure I'll do Toast one better and let you see the full scale of my disorganizational capabilities—here's my desk:


It looks much worse/overwhelming in person, trust me.

UPDATE: Here is my home computer, which is really a work computer (tons of freelance). I noticed tonight what an abomination my desktop is—littered with icons—and realized I should share...

What? I've been busy...

Sorry for letting the blog slide lately...been taking it easy and enjoying some quality family time this week and catching up on some freelance work and personal projects. When I've actually sat down at the computer, I've been doing other stuff and that's not even denting my (our) main objectives of the break (I get 7 workdays off, plus the weekends)—to get the freaking house in order. Here is some of shit on my list:

Finish designing fantasy sports covers.
Make countless revisions on fantasy sports covers.
Organize and update portfolio/resumé.
Clean my desk.
Clean the goddamn basement (which contains my desk).
Organize and upload photos on Flickr or something similar.
Install storm door.
Shrinkwrap windows.
Donate the old Furiousmobile.
Clean the gutters.
Set up Kid's ice rink.
Clean the goddamn basement.
Take down all the Christmas stuff/tree.
Fit in all the necessary holiday activities/obligations.
Enjoy my family.*
And, finally, clean the goddamn basement.

*No, I'm not done enjoying my family, but I have spent plenty of time on it. We've had some really great times this week...that project is ongoing...

It began to feel like the week off was slipping away without progress, so yesterday we kicked it into high gear and decided to tackle a major obstacle—what the fuck are we going to do with all this new Christmas shit when we can't even put away the stuff we already have? Every night I shove the shit back under the tree and it just creeps back out again like a tide...


So it's off to IKEA. We need serious storage upgrades for the playroom/den in order to make progress anywhere else in the house.

Here's where we started...no place to put the crap already IN the playroom, which means getting anything else put away is impossible. So the whole main floor gets contaminated and is just one big fucking toy box. And believe me, this "archive" photo is not giving you the full picture, but this is a pretty typical day in the playroom.

Three hundred bucks later, we have a totally revamped playroom, with storage for every toy in current circulation, and a theoretically functional place for the kids to play. That whole setup on the right is the new stuff. Of course, we know that after the honeymoon wears off, they'll still drag all their crap out to the living room and leave it all over the place, but for a few hours I can rest on my substantial laurels. Behold...


Which then, in turn, allows the living room and dining room to look respectable...


Okay. Time to stop patting myself on the back, because the playroom was like a pre-season game compared to what I face now...The abomination that is our basement has already been made public, and it is only worse now.

Mrs. Furious has more: before, during and after.

UPDATE: Kid Furious and Baby spent almost the whole day actualy playing in the playroom today. They can find their stuff, use it in the room, and even put it away! I feel like I cured polio last night! Once I plugged in her CD player, Kid sat in the egg chair and listened to Disney CDs for for hours...