My original set up from a few days ago, with the six year old CRT and the little desk Gretchen got me when we lived together in Brooklyn. The screen reading "fuck you" is not an LCD panel; it's a Buddha Board that one paints on with water. Wherever it is wet, the panel is black. Such paintings quickly evaporate, particularly when humidity is only 22% (as it has been of late). You're supposed to paint Kanji symbols on them, I suppose, but they would be out of place in this picture.

The setup some days later, with the CRT gone and the new 1680 X 1050 monitor in its new home. Julius the cat is in my chair, one of his favorite spots. (I have another chair I drag over whenever he usurps my throne.)

The new desk.

The trays all shut.

Note the things I have scattered on my desk. These are some of things I like to keep handy: antibiotic salve, athlete's foot cream, dental floss, Anbesol (a topical anesthetic for mouth complaints), and a variety of metal objects I use to clean my ears, pick my teeth, and, when the need arises, poke holes in my skin. I also keep a collection of CF cards handy, as well as a shot glass for hard liquor.

The keyboard tray out.

The keyboard and scanner tray out. Obviously there is room for expansion.