making things pretty…

Santa hates you…

So there are three houses with first graders on our block and Santa brought Wiis to two of those houses. Want to guess which house is Wii-less?Santa did, briefly, think about bringing a Wii. And then Santa thought, “Those kids are 6, 4 and 2 — why in the world would they need a Wii?!”

So are you feeling guilty now, Santa, feeling like you’ve doomed those children to be second-rate gamers for the rest of their lives? Nope, not so much. Santa knows that they have plenty of time ahead to be glued to a screen (see: me). Santa also knows that although their father would’ve surely enjoyed Wii-ing with his kids, that he also has a bit of a game obsession and that he’d be Wii,Wii,Wii-ing late into the night. Every night. And so we remain Wii-less.  For now.  

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(oh man, you have NO idea how many times I mis-typed “Satan” during this post. Enough that I’m starting to feel the need to call in Max Von Sydow. What’s my New Year’s resolution? Exorcise!)

6 comments January 2nd, 2008

oh, snap!

So one day, a lonely Aalto stool was sitting in a bar, and along comes an Emeco navy chair and sweeps her off of her (three or four) feet. They give each other the eye, clonk away and live happily ever after. And then, bingo, nine months (or 60-70 years) later, we have the Yorick stool from Zuo Modern. 

Hooray! Who would ever have imagined that two of my three favorite chairs would get thrown together like this? Now, if they’d just invite an Eames shell chair over for a little swinging action…

2 comments January 2nd, 2008