The Desk in Its Glory
It is a nice-enough looking item, and doesn't entirely clash with the superstructure from my previous desk. I was able to put it together all by myself in a five-hour span of time, which would have been more like two hours had Ikea's instructions been a little clearer. I spent a lot of time staring at the instruction sheet and trying to figure out which piece of wood it was referring to and which way the piece was supposed to go.
Yeah, it looks okay, seems reasonably sturdy, fits into the available space, holds the printer and the monitor, and has a keyboard tray almost large enough for both keyboard and mouse pad.
The alert viewer will note, however, that there is no space left for me to put the laptop, the scanner, or any pieces of paper larger than postcard size. (That's a graphics pad to the right, although I'm afraid someone recently chewed its cord.)
I'm not saying I'm surprised at the lack of place to put important items. No, it's no surprise at all because manufacturers of computer desks do seem to figure that the average user doesn't own any of the stuff sold in computer stores. Nobody would ever own a scanner, a headset, a graphics tablet, a printer, or a ream of paper. Certainly, no one would ever dream of spreading out their printed results. Well, okay, that's why most computer users probably just fill up the house with tables, assuming there is room for them. There is not room in my bedroom for much more than is currently there.
On the plus side, I'm quite pleased with the number of dictionaries and oversized art books I've managed to stow here and there on the desk. If I need to look up a word in Spanish or Italian (not languages much used in my research), it can be done. I did have to put the Norwegian dictionary somewhere else, though. After all, references relating to the Czech language take precedence on this desk.
Dr. Zaius will be glad to see, if he looks closely, a familiar blue-and-green object between the graphics tablet and the ipod. Gumby is still attached to his phone after all these years, although I do have to glue his leg on annually. It would be especially fine if I could also display Mama Valium Rabbit, but she hasn't been seen in many a year and I guess that just goes to show that it's not a good idea to hook up a nursing doe to a milking machine, no matter how lazy she is.