Now that I own an antique ribbon cabinet, I assumed my life was complete. I planned to retreat to a meditative state of smug contemplation; where I would sit peacefully, while considering how much better my life is than anyone else’s… forever… THE END. But then one morning, Self woke up and said— NEW RULE: all […]
Back when we were picking up one of my endless Craigslist treasures, the guy selling it said: I have a pool table I’m getting rid of, you interested? We weren’t… but on the way home, Paul said something to the extent of: pool tables are heavy because there is a slab of slate inside. And […]
So. We got another square grand piano. (Here is the first.) Somehow in my world, this is not really a big deal and what I’m actually writing about are the marble slabs that were also headed to the dump. But the piano is how we got there, so I guess requires some explanation.