It’s 8 o’clock and Keaton and I are watching an episode of Chip & Dale’s Rescue Rangers. Yes, that show from when we were kids. I torrented the whole thing. Been doing a lot of that, mainly nostalgia but also in response to how incredibly terrible most of the cartoons are today (yes, this coming from an adult – and one who won’t watch anything from Japan or with roots in a trading card game on principle). She likes cartoons, so it’s an easy way to please us both.
At work I exist in a cubicle. All day long I work in this little space about twice as big as the water closet in our master bathroom. I never minded all that much, it’s been that way for ten years now. Last week, however, while we were in Oregon, our site “decompressed.” This means that our tiny cubes were expanded into bigger cubes. I got to see my new decompressed cube for the first time today, and I was impressed. No longer is my monitor facing directly out into the aisle, no longer does my chair risk hitting the back wall when I push-off from the keyboard, no more do I have to look into the rearview mirror on my monitor to see if someone’s lurking (yes, I really have a rearview mirror on my monitor for this purpose).
Before the decompression, I took an opportunity to “downsize” while packing up my stuff. Got rid of a ton of crap I’ve collected over the years and ended up with three little boxes of stuff I took to the new cube. I unpacked those today during a conference call and tried to make the place a little more hospitable. But with all the new wall space it still looked sparse. That’s when I remembered a cardboard tube in our garage. In that tube are all my old posters from highschool. Beatles, Tolkien, Zeppelin, etc. Now, I’m a little too grown up to pull out most of these… (and in fact don’t really know why I’ve saved them) but I did dig through to find the Beatles’ White Album portraits poster… because I have no shame hanging that.
So I’m the old dude with a Beatles poster in his cube.