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What is the first thing you see when you lift your head up from your computer?

I see an old coat. You?

by Anonymousreply 5808/01/2013

The wall

(Wow, OP, you really are bored.)

by Anonymousreply 107/30/2013


by Anonymousreply 207/30/2013

The body that just hit my windshield.

by Anonymousreply 307/30/2013

My splendidly appointed palace rooms, papered in silk, in Clarence House.

by Anonymousreply 407/30/2013

The view of the street outside my living room window.

Really exciting, I know.

by Anonymousreply 507/30/2013

A Renuzit air freshener cone.

by Anonymousreply 607/30/2013

A Guillermo Nunñez painting on my wall.

by Anonymousreply 707/30/2013

My cat staring at me.

by Anonymousreply 807/30/2013

My husband picking at his feet on his lazy boy....plant in the background.

by Anonymousreply 907/30/2013

Two panda bears eating bamboo.

by Anonymousreply 1007/30/2013

My dealer.

by Anonymousreply 1107/30/2013


by Anonymousreply 1207/30/2013

Toilet paper dispenser and a bottle of bourbon.

by Anonymousreply 1307/30/2013

A large-sized, framed photo of a sunrise in Tahiti taken by my now deceased aunt. The wall behind it is a pleasant, light gold color. I'm in my father's house.

by Anonymousreply 1407/30/2013

A Smilodon skull.

by Anonymousreply 1507/30/2013

My PS3

by Anonymousreply 1607/30/2013

My Oscar.

by Anonymousreply 1707/30/2013

Dead people.

by Anonymousreply 1807/30/2013

Two double-matted 1870s German engravings; one with architectural details of bridges, the other with engineering breakdowns of locomotives. Two insanely expensive gifts to myself, but hey, you only live once.

by Anonymousreply 1907/30/2013

A vintage one sheet for "Payment on Demand" starring Bette Davis.

by Anonymousreply 2007/30/2013

Blinds. Window blinds. Not a bunch of blind people.

by Anonymousreply 2107/30/2013

Is it me, or is "blind" a really weird word?

by Anonymousreply 2207/30/2013

My flat screen, OP.

by Anonymousreply 2307/30/2013

A big cock.

by Anonymousreply 2407/30/2013

A silk screen painting or maybe my TV.

by Anonymousreply 2507/30/2013

A painting done for me by a friend in college, a tiny engraving of a castle bought in Rome, a pencil sketch of a cottage my mother brought back from England, a photo of a mouse in a coffee mug given to me by my sister, a small self-portrait I painted, a flat package of fake mustaches titled "Self-adhesive Stylish Mustaches" tacked to the wall, and above them a shelf of ceramic poodles, above the shelf, more artwork.

by Anonymousreply 2607/30/2013

My grandmother clutching her chest

by Anonymousreply 2707/30/2013

The basement door keyhole, that tells me Mom locked the door and took the key with her this time.

by Anonymousreply 2807/30/2013

My manager, glaring back at me

by Anonymousreply 2907/30/2013

The Starbucks barista staring at me for bringing a computer and a blanket to the coffee shop during a heat wave.

by Anonymousreply 3007/30/2013

I have a mirror on the wall, to the right of my computer. Most of the time, I can see what's on the large tv that's on behind me. For example, if I don't want to be glued to the set to see a sports game, I just glance at it now and then in the mirror. Or, I may have cable news on. Sometimes, "Mystery Detectives".

by Anonymousreply 3107/30/2013

Empty gin bottles. Klonopin. Cigarette butts and maybe a dead cat.

by Anonymousreply 3207/30/2013

A view of lower Manhattan, from Brooklyn.

by Anonymousreply 3307/30/2013

A postcard reminding me that it is time for an eye appointment... and a Post-It note with his phone number written on it.

by Anonymousreply 3407/31/2013

Monet's Red Boats of Argentuille

by Anonymousreply 3507/31/2013

A walk-in closet full of billowing linen caftans, and a drawer full of earrings.

by Anonymousreply 3607/31/2013

Why would a person lift there head from their computer?

by Anonymousreply 3707/31/2013

Right now, a sunrise through the trees

by Anonymousreply 3807/31/2013

Blurred lines.

by Anonymousreply 3907/31/2013

My beautiful view of the mountains - I carry my computer outside to work, or work on one of he porches.

by Anonymousreply 4007/31/2013

Two photos of deco Fort Lauderdale.

by Anonymousreply 4107/31/2013

Drapes and a mountain. A peck on the cheek to the first person who guesses where I am.

by Anonymousreply 4207/31/2013

A cheap print of trees hanging from my cheap government office walls, painted a pale shade of yellow (or maybe it is wallpaper as I look more closely) And some off-tan file cabinets.

by Anonymousreply 4307/31/2013

Why is my head down on my computer in the first place?

The question is phrased strangely. I work on a desktop so my head is upright and facing forward at all times. The first thing I see when I look away from it depends on what direction I look. If I remain facing forward as I get up, I see....the wall behind my computer monitor.

by Anonymousreply 4407/31/2013

A row of labeled, hanging keys.

by Anonymousreply 4507/31/2013

My stuffed red toy dragon, Fred.

by Anonymousreply 4607/31/2013

A hand-hewn beam, I live in an 1850's converted barn.

by Anonymousreply 4707/31/2013


by Anonymousreply 4807/31/2013

Leaves of grass.

by Anonymousreply 4907/31/2013

A framed Thai temple rubbing of three horses, similar to the image at the link.

by Anonymousreply 5007/31/2013

Pic, please, R56. You sound like a cutie too.

by Anonymousreply 5108/01/2013

Oops, I meant R46.

by Anonymousreply 5208/01/2013


by Anonymousreply 5308/01/2013

My couch and a stuffed hedgehog. No, I'm not kidding.

by Anonymousreply 5408/01/2013

I'm using my iPhone and the first thing when I see when I look up is my husband's lunatic cat with its crazy eyes staring at me. She either wants me to pet her or else she wants me to [italic] think [/italic] that she wants me to pet her so she can rip my hand apart with her claws.

I love animals, especially cats. But this cat is crazy. She has huge Groucho Marx eyes and she thinks her shit don't stink. (It does. I have to change her litter box while the husband is out of town). She demands to be petted, demands I open the door and if I don't open the doorImmediately she scratches the wood right off the door moulding. She kills birds when she goes outside, so I don't want to let her out while my husnand insists she goes out to be "one with nature." (She's spayed and has all her shots.)

I have three lovely cats who stay indoors, calmly watch the birds through the window, never demand anything and are so quiet you hardly know they are here. Meanwhile, this lunatic cat is always yowling her displeasure about something or another.

by Anonymousreply 5508/01/2013

r51 If I knew how to post a pic, or even take one, I'd consider myself lucky. Fred IS really cute though. Bright orange/red with yellow feet and the notched "sail" trailing down his back. Black, shoebutton eyes. I like him even more than my Mashed Potato People.

by Anonymousreply 5608/01/2013


by Anonymousreply 5708/01/2013

Vintage Peter Gabriel poster - circa 1982

by Anonymousreply 5808/01/2013
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