Here's some pictures of my messy, messy office.
Because I have a camera. And I'm bored.
Yes, I do manage to do work in this space.
Bare hardware visible (stuff not in bags or boxes) is mostly dead or too old to be useful. There are several brown boxes from Newegg in the picture and quite a lot of hardware that's still boxed up. My general strategy is to keep things as messy as possible, which gives my coworkers, people who basically have no idea what I do anyway, the impression that I'm very busy at all times (the womenfolk of my office are under the mistaken impression that, were I to become un-busy, I would make an effort to clean some of that crap up. Instead I do things like this.).
Several of the ladies in my office have bunches of beanie babies or other cute crap arranged neatly around their desk. My stuffed animals are not cute. They are the mad gods who lay dreaming beneath the sea. Other beanies look upon them to know the face of madness and a harsh, uncaring universe.
The bust of Lenin was a gift from my brother's tour of Prague's Museum of Communism.
This is the view that I get from my desk:
About 15 minutes after I moved my desk into the wonderful office that I have (windowless, with no HVAC), it was decreed that spare PCs, monitors and printers would be put on shelves to be housed in my office. The people I work with swear up and down that the collection of Pentium 133s, Eight-year-old Deskjets, ISA sound cards and 4GB hard disks will come in handy some day. 90% of the crap on those shelves, I didn't put there. Most of it is asset tagged so that I
can't throw it away without clearing it with our bookkeeper... who really doesn't understand that we're never going to use any of it again. Sob.