David K Michelangelo's Creation clashes with the Aztec calendar on the right. It's a Western/Eastern mystical schizophrenia sort of thing -- all wrapped and trapped in a tomb-like death by wood paneling vibe. Carl Jung would never have slept here.
	John Calendo The happy model with his happy erection tweaks his nipple -- but he is also offering us his heart. Love for all mankind, he feels. (Just like Oprah.) He sits on a field of blue -- the universe entire. A Western version of the Chinese god of happiness, that big belly-laugh of a Buddah, here in shapely cowboy trim. Now even in small doses, love is blind, but when it's universal love, the blindness goes three fathoms deeper. Which would explain the maddening, insistent wood paneling. The culicue mirror from Target. The gray storage bin doubling as a laundry hamper. And see that shelf over the bed -- that's a teeny replica of a Klingon Village. Happy shiny people do not Martha Stewarts make.
	Jim Buck From the time he was in junior high, Stan had dreams of moving to the Big City. He subscribed to all the Big City magazines, watched all the Big City television shows -- he even asked goddess to bless the Big City every time he said his prayers. Eventually, however, Stan began to realize he would never realize his dreams of Big City life. He was destined to remain among the pig farms of Iowa forever. Shortly thereafter, Stan discovered marijuana, and began smoking up every chance he could. Every day, he was reminded of what a big fat loser he was by the Big City touches he'd wistfully added to his room: a poster of the Creation taken from the Sistine Chapel, a long chair rail he'd mounted along the wall (despite its more common placement in the dining room), and a half-assed mandala, the result of a half-hour special on the life of Carl Jung. This is the last known photo taken of Stan. If you've seen him, please tell him to call home.
	Heather Corinna Who knew a decorating scheme like this could make a guy so gosh-darn happy? Is that thing on the right a mandala or a dartboard (Or in an Ohio trailer park, is a dartboard a mandala?)