A list, for Blackbird, who loves lists (and a tell part of a very old Show and Tell)

The area my computer inhabits is lousy with stuff

On my computer:
A white chicken with black polka dots and yellow legs striped with red bands.
A picture of my siblings making faces at the camera, taken when they were 6 and 7, in front of a gingerbread display at the Warsaw (Poland ) Marriott, which had opened 2 months hence.
A photocopy of my library card barcode.
A few post-its with various web site addresses.

On the desk, in front of my computer screen:
A roll of EZ Start clear packing tape, made in Taiwan.
A solar calculator that has holes on the left edge so that it could be snapped into a ring-binder.
The ticket stub from the Indescribable Tour concert I attended Sunday: “Passion and Six steps Records presents: The Indescribable Tour featuring Chris Tomlin and special guests Louie Giglio and Matt Redman; Welcomed by WORD FM”
A stray paper clip, the kind that is covered with colored plastic: this one is white with green stripes.
A teddy bear figurine, dressed as a ballerina.

On the bookshelf, above my computer screen:
a picture of Teah Creasy, the cutest baby girl since Beppe (my sister).
People magazine Celebrates the 80s.
Strunk and White, Elements of Style
Essentials of Children’s Literature.
Being Digital, by Nicholas Negroponte, brother of John Negroponte, U.S. ambassador to Honduras in the early 80s. (When we lived there)
The Annotated Mother Goose.
At least three address books and church directories.
A book of quotations.
One thesaurus, two dictionaries: a large hardcover that may have been a graduation from high school gift and one paperback, a “you’re-going-to-grad-school gift” to myself from myself.
A bunch of other books.

The prompt for this week's writing is make a list of a childhood room, top to bottom, then pick one item, describe it. I am not sure why I'm not looking forward to this. I like being an adult, I guess. I had a great childhood, but I don't think I liked myself very much (so I buried myself in books). Oh well, if I'm going to get to work on time, I gotta gotta go!