Paige Davis Versus the Barcalounger
What I thought was just a serious case of pennant fever, turned into a debilitating and sense depriving head cold yesterday. But the Twins won again last night so I feel much better. I started the day by giving the immune system a serious pep talk. I’m expecting nothing short of a stellar rebound of my health, but just in case I’ve got the kleenex box riding shotgun.

Yesterday I started moving boxes twenty blocks south to the new abode. All I can say is. . . screened in porch – where have you been all my life? The screened in porch is fast becoming my new favorite reason for putting in a wireless hub ASAP. The former dwellers of the house left this hideous looking
Slumberland-special recliner, which I was anxious to get rid of the first chance I got. Then I sat in it. Then I reclined in it. Then I took a mid-day delirious sickness nap in it. Falling asleep to the gentle sound of the pear tree’s creaking branches, I dreamt that Paige Davis was throwing a fit because I had decided to go with a caribbean pirate theme when decorating the screened in porch. I saw a giant stuffed blue marlin hanging confidently from the wood paneling.

But back to the Slumberland Special. It stays. Oh. Yes. Baby. It stays. Ikea and modern design got nothin’ on a phat overstuffed barcalounger.

Today I’ll be bringing more stuff over and beginning to empty out the storage locker. Lurking in the basement and the garage, i’ve already run across three or four ancient products with some incredible package design and typography choices. I’ll snap some pictures and see if I can’t get around to posting them some time later today. No promises tho, I might get caught in the tractor beam of the Barcalounger again and then all bets are off.