A plushie 1UP Mushroom from the Super Mario games.
A small poster of Storm from the X-Men.
A Lego TARDIS and Dalek.
Darth Vader’s TIE Fighter.
A Sandcrawler.
A Tony Stark action figure.
A 3D printed Xwing I made.
A cloth map from one of the old Ultima games
Instruction manuals for Civilizations III through V.
Pins featuring 1) the logo from the MST3K reboot, 2) John Cusack from Say Anything, 3) Darth Vader, 4) “Frankie Says Relax,” and 5) a monkey dressed like a pirate.
Stacks and stacks of Magic: The Gathering cards.
I have three pictures of my dog, and a stuffed Taco Bell chihuahua that says “Viva Gordita!” when you squeeze him.
My fellow nerd. 
- A framed picture of me playing guitar (framed and given to me by a friend)
- About a dozen Star Wars action figures
- A toy X-Wing
- An R2-D2 Bluetooth phone speaker
- A string of Christmas lights shaped like the TARDIS
- A Star Wars wall calendar
- A book on the history of the Ford Mustang
- A coffee mug that’s shaped like a dragon
My desk has nothing personal, unless you count documents with my name on them. I’m too private to reveal so much as a photo to co-workers.
God I’m such a slob. Right now there are two plates, one bowl, a cup and a half full glass of tea. There is a hat, two empty and one half-full Altoid tin and a small heart shaped bowl my daughter made in kindergarten. It’s turned over with some change spilling out. Also one blue candle, two hair bands, a lighter, and one gently used snot rag.
Also there is my W-2, which has been there over a week now while I procrastinate doing my taxes.
And yes, I work from home. 
I have a printout of an Icelandic landscape pinned to the wall next to my monitors. On another wall, I’ve pinned a printout showing the tail end of Thunderbird 2, to test which of my coworkers will recognise it (only three so far).
I don’t have a cubicle, I would call it a cubby desk, like in a call center. It has a desk, an overhead bin, and a file drawer. The cubbies are side-by-side in a open room. I have a glass sundae dish with binder clips in it and a list of codes for differentiating visit on my timesheet. So, far that’s it.
When I was working, I had quite a lot.
Pictures of my wife, younger daughter, and older daughter’s headshot.
Framed cover of the weekly free Princeton newspaper with my young kids modeling thrift shop clothes for a story my wife did.
Various awards and plaques, and two patents.
A toy dinosaur that moved under battery power.
And kind of personal, review books, some books and journals with my papers in them, and my LGP-21 manual.
Most recently:
[ul]
[li]A dyptich of family photos[/li][li]An 18-inch tall papier-maché gnome bagpiper my wife got me back in the days I was competing[/li][li]Three rubber-chicken keyrings hanging off the drones of the piper[/li][li]A zanni-style Venetian mask[/li][li]A CS gas cannister, left over from my UCSB days, used as a paperweight[/li][li]A heavily-steam-punk-modified Nerf revolver for protection in case the Nerf battles in Marketing spilled over into Publications[/li][li]A bowl of Hawai’ian sand brought to me by a colleague on return from her vacation[/li][li]Lanyards from all the conferences I had been to over the years[/li][li]The appreciation plaque from the bicycle club I had run for a number of years[/li][li]A poster I had designed for one of the centuries our club had put on[/li][/ul]
[ul]
[li]Signed personalized picture from the Soup Nazi;[/li][li]Baltimore Ravens Matchbox truck;[/li][li]A jar of shells from the beach in front of my Mom’s home in Duck;[/li][li]Representative samples of products I’ve developed over the years;[/li][li]Picture of my oldest at BCT graduation;[/li][li]Seinfeld box calendar[/li][/ul]
For some reason, when we moved up here, I got into the history in the immediate area and gathered a bunch of historic post card of the Erie Canal and the Rexford Aqueduct, so those are hanging on the walls…it’s my office and I don’t have to share…
On my bookshelves at work are 1) a dinosaur menacing Gumby, and 2) Terry Francona and Will Middlebrooks bobbleheads.
There’s also a Bob’s Big Boy statue on a high shelf, towering over the mere mortals who visit my office. I think we should have a fleet of full-sized Big Boys in the upcoming military parade, to truly terrify the North Koreans.
None. I’m a technical consultant at a government facility, so I’m here to work, not feel at home. I can’t even use my own pictures for desktop background or screensavers; if I could, it would be landscape photos, mostly San Francisco.
I work in a warehouse so pretty much nothing. Last time I worked at a desk all I kept was a picture of the hunting cabin on the old farmstead an an application for another workplace.
I have a BCD (binary coded decimal) clock. It’s fun to look at, and fun to explain.
Squeezie brains. Wind-up hopping brain. Mouse pad from my college (e.g.).
A squishy 747 (on a spring that has a suction cup bottom)-- IIRC Ford was handing them out at EAA
A biplane with presumably Easter bunny in it. It has a flywheel so if you stroke it on a surface a few times and let go it moves quite a ways
A squishy grenade – got it at work (maybe when my company was acquired?)
two runner-up pool trophies (annual company pool tournament – mostly due to my partners)
Brian
Right now none, tomorrow is my last day and I’ve already cleared.
If allowed (and if not, it’s a bad sign), I’ll set up my computer station as ergonomically as possible. That means either this type of stand (different brand) for the laptop if no monitor is provided, or something more akin to this if it is. My keyboard (Spanish international and comfortable to me), my mouse (why are company-provided mice so noisy?), my notebook (won’t be mistaken for someone else’s) and pens (again, comfortable to my hands).
Some of my coworkers have laughed at the setup. Others have asked “ooooh, where did you get that?” and bought their own stands.
Very little. Just a couple of framed artsy photos that I took that are on the ‘wall’.
Cow-orkers marvel at the sparseness of my cube, particularly in contrast to most others. A couple are bona-fide hoarders.
Clutter is my enemy.
mmm
An acoustic guitar.
A Lego Weeping Angel.
A can opener.
A glow-in-the-dark rubber skull.
A gray fedora.
A set of D&D dice.
A 5-foot reproduction Scottish claymore.
A black cat by the name of Tony Stark.
(I work at home).
On the wall facing me when I sit at my desk (the “ego wall”) are 5 framed diplomas/certifications, arranged in an “H” pattern.
On the opposite wall, behind my computer, is a framed photograph of a college football game between the University of Florida and the University of Tennessee that happened in 1997 (over 20 years ago!), when I was a sophomore at UF. The people in the stands are too small to distinguish faces, but I bought the poster back in college because I can find myself in the shot (I’m the white shirt next to the three orange shirts on the end of a row in one particular student section). Fun fact - the Tennessee Volunteers QB was Peyton Manning.
On my desk is a Veridesk standing desk setup which I bought for myself; the office wouldn’t supply it, but I like to stand on occasion. Enough people have commented that I’m sure I’m the envy of the office.
I also have 2 school pictures of my son (aged 4 and 5), a picture of my wife from our wedding day, and a picture of my son and I camping last summer.
Finally, I have a small spinning globe which sits on a stand on the corner of my desk. It operates via magnets and light (somehow), so it spins on its own, without batteries. I bought it for myself one Christmas about 7 or 8 years ago, and it still works. It’s a reminder to me that, no matter how stressful or calamitous things are at work, the world is still spinning; the magnitude of the problem is always relative.