I spent an hour last night doing this out of boredom, only to find out when I hit the reply button that the forums had gone pooka.
Better late than never.
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Poopoo to editing a post. Hurray to making a new one. Hurray also for boredom, and uber crappy cameras. God do I need a new one. Most of these images suck.
So, seeing as I was bored, taking just one picture of my desk was not sufficient to quell my boredom. Thus you get several of objects in my room. I'll also explain what most of them are so you can keep your sanity. Some of these really, badly, suck. Grainy, blurry, uber bad lighting on camera but not in real life. Bah.
So, first I'll meet the requirements of the 'Post your...'
My desk.
Here you can see two of my Z640 speakers, the center and front left. The rather obvious completment of computer hardware (21" monitor love). Return of the King is right next to the mouse. My Half-Life disks (the orange blob above the mouse). My phone (next to the monitor). Lots of CDs (next to the monitor). On the left of the monitor is my printer. Made by HP. I want to kill it. Badly. I hate it. A lot. It likes to jam. It likes to suck many sheets of paper through when there are only about 20 left in the feeding tray.
... Moving along.
This is Lisa. Lisa likes it on top of my monitor. Can't blame her really, it IS rather warm up there, and there's more than enough space for her to lay down.
An early Christmas gift. The Chief is on the wall above my computer and desk.
To the right of all of that, is my dresser which features the rather odd scene shown above. Basically, when Godzilla came out a few years ago, Target or someone was giving away keychains featuring everyone's favorite beastie. I had him on my bookbag forever, and then one day, he lost his leg. And so he sat in seculsion for a long time, only to be revived earlier this year, and given, yes, a peg leg (more like a thumbtack shoved into the spot where the foot was, but hey, it works). Throw in a few odd GI-Joes that are also rather old, plus some classic Army Men, and you get the above featured.
Moving again to the right, you run into my TV, Xbox, and Stereo perched atop my bookshelf. Those tapes in from of the speaker? The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy radio production from 1983. I've been trying for the last week to move them to a digital format. A cable with a short I can't find has been holding me up. Nothing much else to say about what's up there that you can't figure out.
"But wait!", you say, "What the hell was that object next to the TV?" This, my friends, is non other than Gobbles the Turkey. Sound familiar? It might. We've had that stuffed turkey for as long as I can remember, and it comes down every Thanksgiving. So, one or two years ago, after seeing the South Park Thanksgiving Special that featured Timmy and the rather demented turkey, Gobbles, I decided to make our turkey a Gobbles name tag. That, is Gobbles. The main similarities, are the sad looking tail feathers, and the tendancy of his head to always fall to one side. Other than that, he looks nothing like Gobbles. But the idea was too good to pass up. Why's he sitting in my room? Because no one wanted to put him back up in the attic. So for now, he's mine.
Above the TV is Star Wars poster number one.
To the right again, my bed. And on my bed? None other than my fat cat, Sam. Sam seriously is under the impression that he is a hobbit. You'll notice the names corollate. He's fat, likes to eat, and is thus, always looking for a meal. Plus he has furry feet. A hobbit in cat form.
And finally, above the bed, is my second Star Wars poster.
There, in doing this, I've effectively killed almost one hour of time. And you got a tour of some of the more odd things in my room, and killed maybe 5 minutes of your time, reading silly discriptions of pictures you can hardly see.
Fun, wasn't it?