Posts tagged “furniture”
We have a lot of books in our house. They are our primary decorative motif — books in piles on the coffee table, framed book covers, books sorted into stacks on every available surface, and of course books on shelves along most walls. Besides the visible books, there are the boxes waiting in the wings, the basement books, the garage books, the storage locker books. They are a sort of insulation, soundproofing some walls. They function as furniture, they prop up sagging fixtures and disguised by quilts function as tables. The quantities and types of books are fluid, arriving like hysterical cousins in overnight shipping envelopes only to languish near the overflowing mail bench. Advance Reading Copies collect at beside, to be dutifully examined — to ignore them and read Henry James or Barbara Pym instead becomes a guilty pleasure. I can’t imagine home without an overflow of books. The point of books is to have way too many but to always feel you never have enough, or the right one at the right moment, but then sometimes to find you’d longed to fall asleep reading The Aspern Papers, and there it is.
Louise Erdrich
Somehow I never mentioned the fact that in late November of 2006, I attended a black-tie dinner 1 at — of all things — a furniture convention 2 in Scottsdale, Arizona, and — after all the sales awards had been… er… awarded — Hootie and the Blowfish performed.
It was quite surreal, and I’m surprised I never wrote about it here.
The LuvSeat
From the You Have to See It to Believe It Department: The LuvSeat!
Nympholepsy
The proper term is nympholepsy. And not for Swedish furniture, either, pal.
Heaven & Hot Rods
The guys from Burdine’s just delivered the couch and took away the chair. Doug, the thorough home inspector, will be here in a few hours to make sure the contractors fixed everything they were supposed to fix. I am going to take the digital cable box to Time-Warner, see if I can find a cell