To the right: Some guns hidden in a safe in my parents' bedroom. (What? You never specified how far to the right.) Assuming I could find some ammo, I could use those... assuming of course that I managed to get the safe open. Worse comes to worse, I find a crowbar and pry it open. Or something.

To the left: My mug, or my computer. In the former case, it's ceramic (and fucking tough), so I could probably beat the fuck out of some zombies (and maybe even a Witch or two) with it before it breaks. Hell, I could even kick ass and sip beer (who gives a fuck that I'm underaged?) with it. In the latter case, I can order some actual weapons and then smash zombie heads in with this heavy-ass piece of shit. Hell, while I'm ordering those weapons I'll buy a new computer- I need one.

Want to see some of my cool swords? Well, too bad, right now you only get to see one of them, and it's my avatar. Might set up some kind of gallery/portfolio at some point, though.