A smell of burned hair and cotton wafted into the air as I spun toward my desk. There was a low whine from the desk and then smoke billowed out of my closed laptop. I gaped. My precious, perfectly brand new laptop I cherished like one would a small c...
When I am alone, my table manners are rather piggish, but i suppose that's because I don't eat at a table, I eat at my desk. Which could be considered a table, except we tend to define things by their function, and this particular surface is a desk, ...
Of all human activities, writing is the one for which it is easiest to find excuses not to begin – the desk’s too big, the desk’s too small, there’s too much noise, there’s too much quiet, it’s too hot, too cold, too early, too late. I ha...
Sherlock: You're keeping a SCRAPBOOK. Only old ladies and pre-pubescent girls keep scrapbooks, John. John: It's not a scrapbook, Sherlock. I'm collecting papers relevant to the cases. It helps me remember the details. And it was locked away in my des...
If I were a paper pusher for a living, I’d be pissed if my coworkers moved my desk into the wind tunnel. So to repay them, I’d probably relocate all the urinals to inside the wind tunnel. That would teach those guys to never move my desk from the...
If you want to concentrate deeply on some problem, and especially some piece of writing or paper-work, you should acquire a cat. Alone with the cat in the room where you work ... the cat will invariably get up on your desk and settle placidly under t...
Happiness is a very small desk and a very big wastebasket.
[Karl and Theo pull up in their car and come through the revolving door] Theo: So Kareem rebounds, right? Feeds Worthy on the break, over to A.C., to Magic, then back to Worthy! Right? [Karl shoots and kills the desk guard with a perfectly timed aim]...
[Keating stands on his desk] John Keating: Why do I stand up here? Anybody? Dalton: To feel taller! John Keating: No! [Dings a bell with his foot] John Keating: Thank you for playing Mr. Dalton. I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must cons...
The Terminator: I'm a friend of Sarah Connor. I was told she was here. Could I see her please? Desk Sergeant: No, you can't see her she's making a statement. The Terminator: Where is she? Desk Sergeant: It may take a while. Want to wait? There's a be...
I was terrible at desk jobs.
Todd Anderson: [last lines] Todd Anderson: [stands up on his desk] O Captain! My Captain! Nolan: Sit down, Mr. Anderson! Do you hear me? Sit down! Sit down! This is your final warning, Anderson. How dare you? Do you hear me? Knox: [climbs up onto his...
Write the words "The FIve Senses" on an index card and tack it to a bulletin board above your desk. You should have a bulletin board above your desk, if at all possible. Some place where you can tack images, quotes, postcards, scraps of thoughts and ...
I plan to die at my desk.
I really just like to be at a desk.
It all depends on which side of the desk you're sitting on.
No special writing rituals. And my desk is usually cluttered.
There's one great script that hit my desk that I didn't change at all, and that was True Romance.
I didn't want to spend my life behind a desk.
The beagles are partying under Geiger’s desk.
The truth is what we say it is...prove to me this desk is not a cow!
