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Last night, in a fit of laziness that I repeat too often, I watched BBC America. They replayed the Absolutely Fabulous where they rent the chateau in France. I have to try to get Bruce and Karen to watch it. I've seen it before, but I howled my head off at it again. That woman has a wicked sense of humor.

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The quest for the perfect club, barrel, tub or game chair. I’ve been scouring the local stores and the internet for a club, barrel, tub or game chair to put in the upstairs upstairs. The ones I like, are waay too expensive. What I can afford, I don’t like.

I’m uncertain if this fixation relates to shopping in the long ago in (something) Rapids (?) Michigan for furniture. My brother and I loved this little game table with four leather chairs. They were barrel chairs. My mother, who was doing the shopping, was freaked out by the price. Maybe I’ve been secretly missing them ever since. Now if I just had my time machine…

The guy came and replaced the fan on the undercounter fridge upstairs upstairs yesterday. I was, falsely, expecting him today. Luckily, Thong was at home and let him in. I caught the fridge running once when I was up there yesterday playing with the clearance Roomba I bought at Best Buy. It no longer sounds as if it’s in heat.

Still looking for a gate legged or drop leaf table for the kitchen. Maple or birch, please.

Paging Mr. Schroth

Somewhere there's a BD present here for you.