So we’re nearing the end of the basement playroom remodel and I’m starting to think about what we’re actually going to put IN the room after all the hellishness of construction is said and done. And what’s a playroom without some sort of beanbag? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s a room with $700 to spend on something else, that’s what it is. I first thought I’d just make a couple but then thought, “there should be a ton of these out there — save yourself the grief.” Ha.
So I trolled around and found various “meh” beanbags but my first love was the Fatboy. They have great colors but I was really looking for more of a box-type cushion and the only one of those they have is round. And large. And $230. Which is expensive but, turns out, not really super out of the ballpark.
Next we hit upon Sumo Lounge — ok colors, great price, structure is still too floppy.
Which brings us to Eazy Bean. They have great colors, lots o’ cushion styles including my favorite, this 3′ square one but oh, there’s a catch. To the tune of $685. What?! For a damned bean bag?! Sit on the floor, kid…
it’s been several years since they’ve put out a new album (heh, I said “album” again!) — can’t wait! (and hopefully sometime in the next month and a half, Ken will figure out how to exterminate that thing from his chin)
So, you want the past 20 years back in a flash? Go spend $9.99 to download the new B-52s album Funplex (heh, I said “album”). One shout-out from Fred and, I swear, you’ll be right back in the late 80s, yelling nonsense about tin roofs.
And, if that’s not enough, tune in to tvland’s High School Reunion… one of the more bizarre reality shows I’ve watched to date (though not quite on par with Mr. T). Supposedly they sequestered these people away in some lodge in Hawaii for their twentieth high school reunion. And oy, the drama! Adulterous ex-wives cheating with best friends! Widower dude who’s suddenly smitten with the nice girl and, oh wait! too bad, she already has a boyfriencd! And token lesbian girl wants to try out the boys (thank goodness they didn’t have her “convert.” Especially not for this dude.)
Anyway, it’s good fun to watch but I cannot, in my wildest dreams, imagine that this is how my own twentieth reunion would go (which is, gulp, this year!). I more imagine that all of the cliques will hole up in their own little groups, so hey! it’ll be high school all over again. We might as well have it in the old gym and hire Loverboy. Is Jessica McClintock still in business?
to my friend Jen. If I hadn’t already bought her a gift (which is currently lost somewhere in the depths of my stupid van), I’d totally buy her one of these gnome t-shirts. Â
Hope you have a great day and the Easter Bunny brings you lots and lots o’ chocolate! (ok, not TOO much — we don’t want you in a coma or anything!)
Ok, I’ve read through this post over at Apartment Therapy five (yes, FIVE) times now and still haven’t got the faintest idea of what they’re talking about. I don’t think it was written by one of their bloggers; I think maybe it was pulled from either the web site or other promotional materials for the Takumi Key Calendar (but I’m not sure, because, well, I forgot to learn Japanese).Â
The Takumi Key Calendar plays upon both the metaphorical and also the innate physical desire to manipulate the mechanical as an effective way to keep track of the days of a month…
Instead of a simple flip calendar, the Takumi Key Calendar appeals to the same tactile desire employed when popping plastic bubbles or pressing buttons…who wouldn’t be tempted to place the key into the lock to see what happens?
Ok, honestly, what in the hell are they talking about? I’ve been through art school, I know the crap that can come spewing from your mouth in defense of a project (yeah, I’m talking to you, Dann!) but isn’t there some kind of limit? Because this is just incomprehensible.
I’ll take my calendars with actual numbers, please. And less BS.Â
So one day, you’re just tooling along on your computer, jacking around in iTunes and all of a sudden something bizarre happens. Your computer turns on you. It says, “Oh, well, I’ve been thinking this over for awhile and I’ve come to the conclusion I don’t really fancy you so much anymore. Goodbye.” and shuts itself down. Or, rather, tells YOU to shut it down (which is just an extra kick in the pants). Panic ensues. Â
Luckily your old friend, Mr. ComputerFixIt, who has fielded countless panicky calls from you in the past, points you in the direction of Disk Warrior. And things turn very quickly from ugly to rainbow bright. Disk Warrior saves the day! Hurrah!Â
I’m totally in love with the Skull Cave. What’s not to love? It’s a cool plasticky thing with a face that your kid can hide out in, then you can roll it up and stuff it away in a closet when they’re done (except for the part where they say they will NEVER be done and can’t we please, PLEASE leave it up just one more day, please?).
The thing I’m not loving? $271. Therefore, I guess I’ll be looking for thin, flexible sheet plastic and stockpiling utility knife blades.
because this Open Source Storage unit is DIY only. Isn’t it cool? And supposedly you can make it with only rudimentary DIY skills and a drill. For $200!
The OSS#3 cabinet is pictured; there are also plans available for the more vertical OSS#4.
So we’re nearing the end of the basement playroom remodel and I’m starting to think about what we’re actually going to put IN the room after all the hellishness of construction is said and done. And what’s a playroom without some sort of beanbag? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s a room with $700 to spend on something else, that’s what it is. I first thought I’d just make a couple but then thought, “there should be a ton of these out there — save yourself the grief.” Ha.
So, you want the past 20 years back in a flash? Go spend $9.99 to download the new 
to my friend Jen. If I hadn’t already bought her a gift (which is currently lost somewhere in the depths of my stupid van), I’d totally buy her one of these 
Ok, I’ve read through 
I’m totally in love with the 