Christmas Decorations at Work

A competition at my previous workplace for the best Christmas decorated desk. Here are some snaps of my team's desk. Amongst other things we Christmaswrappingpapered our desks. That is a word, right? Good.

My PC below. He seemed to develop a personality of his own. Weird chap.

Below is the legendary Christmas Owl Wizard. Feel free to create your own this Xmas.

My phone was a little tricky to use:

My friend's phone was even harder to use:

And last but not least, the kinky Christmas Bondage Badger. He likes to be tied down on phones; typical masochist.

In memory of Christopher Hitchens, a quote from Ann Druyan, Carl Sagan's wife

My mongoose friend put this intelligent and rather moving quote on his fb page. Now it's here.

In memory of Christopher Hitchens, a quote from Ann Druyan, Carl Sagan's wife:

When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me - it still sometimes happens - and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again. Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don't ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous - not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance... That pure chance could be so generous and so kind... That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time... That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it's much more meaningful.

The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don't think I'll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.