Constant vigilance


So let’s talk about furniture.

I take lots of pictures, and while mostly I don’t care much what anyone thinks about the background of my pictures and a shrink would tell me that focusing on the negative just reflects insecurity, the fact is this:

some things are just butt ass ugly.

This is a fact, and I’m sorry if you love ugly furniture.

A little bit before the new year, someone or another needed to look at a couch and there was nowhere to put the couch but the living room or something along those lines, and then suddenly there was this new puffy couch in the house.

Whoever needed to look at it apparently didn’t want it and wherever it came from didn’t want it back, so we have it still. And I’ll just go ahead and get this out of the way…the thing is hideous. No wonder no one wanted it. I’m talking repulsive, shocking, swollen rancid sashimi disgusting.

I realize there are people who don’t have things to sit on and don’t have houses to sit in. I know this and I am grateful that there is a place to park my ass.

But still. I’m just saying. The thing is ugly.

And while I sit on it and I exist with it in my life, I felt the need to warn others. You too can be overtaken by speckled wooly wood paneled misery. It can happen to you.


6 thoughts on “Constant vigilance

  1. Yeah, I was the guy who needed to look at the couch. Apparently TB doesn’t know how to take a picture and send it to me, cause that’s all I asked for. And you’re absolutely right. I refused a great deal on that couch because it’s ugly. Ended up buying a couch for 8 times what TB wanted for that thing. And when I look at this pic compared to the glorious thing I’m sitting on now… well, I’ll say I made a worthy investment.

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