Going... Going... Gone

Blogs are supposed to be filled with relatively useless, totally random things, right? I mean, every once in a while you run across a gold nugget, something that changes you and makes you a better person, but for the most part, it's just people blathering on about their dog's intestinal discomfort, or a piece of gum left on the underside of the library table that looks remarkably like Elvis from one angle and Walter Matthau in a slightly different light, or the new pair of shoes that leave half-dollar size blisters but look so great that they throw all their useful shoes into the back corner of their closet. Right?

Anyhow, since all of my posts so far have been a veritable gold mine of topics to make one reflect upon the wonderments of life, I thought I'd throw something random in, just to shake things up a bit.

Actually, for some reason, I find this strangely entertaining. Maybe that's the only way that I've been able to survive the waste of time that comes with shuffling people from cube to cube...

I call it "A fade into desolation" only because it's a better title than "Rob's moving all his junk out of his cube, an essay in photographs."