Thursday, November 16, 2006
My Office...not the Tavern
Here in Pullman, when you say, "Let's meet at my office." We responds, "The bar?" Yes. We have a bar in town called My Office. They have good Nachos. Here is my office. I was sorting through my hard drive and came across some pictures for the blog that I forgot to post.
Above, my black pleather couch that unfolds into a "futon." Very handy during pledge drives for naps! I get many visitors who sit on this soft pleather and chat to me. They talk despite this sign:
Below is the rest of my office. Some anime posters, a calendar and public tv/radio stuff. The other half of the office is currently being used to store displays. When we clear that out I plan to make a zen corner there... or a wet bar.
And this is my office neighbor, Gillian. We usually get to see each other for about 1 hour a day. :( More if I plan a party at noon and she has to stay!
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Sueanne, you had some lovely accordian based jazz that made me remember the coffee bar of the bus station in Dubrovnik, it just was nice, I know you can't say yet, but it was nice do that again sometime! :) Love the Happy Bunny thing, and your door thing for your office! :)
oh the tune was right befor 9:00 pm Nov 17 Friday.
Hi Katja, I am so sorry it took me awhile to respond. I do not remember the tune I used locally - you can check the jass playlist for that date just in case it was the network music. I will try to keep track of this in the future for everyone! Thanks!
www.nwpr.org then click on playlists!
why is there tape on your floor?
OH... the tape. I used to share my office with a co-worker, Casey. We are the same age, had a brother/sister relationship. The tape was to divide the office equally. It did not prevent paper clips or tacks from crossing and hitting my back. He was a stinker and I miss him!
on the Casey story...awwwww! :)
Thanks for the reply. Good to see some activity here! :)
If you've had a look over in the Yakima Gulag, you know we are now the Ice Tray of the World.
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