Earth-shaker
Let's make a list of all the furniture I've broken in the last year or so. Because there seems to have been a rash of it.
--Chair on the P-Rex Deck. Eating dinner outside one night and shabam! I'm on the deck and the chair is in little pieces.
--Chair in Israeli restaurant in Costa Rica, on my birthday. Everyone is singing Happy Birthday, I'm taking a shot of tequila, and once again, shabam. The entire restaurant is pretty much in an uproar of laughter. "Am I a fatty?" I wonder silently, beginning to see a pattern.
--Dining room table at the Condemned House, last saturday. Granted, I was busting some moves up there for probably about an hour at the pirate party. It busted down the middle just as my fine pirate-garbed self began to do the Macarena. Not my finest moment.
--The Barca-Lounger.
Does this say anything? Like, that I should not sit on chairs (or at least not dance on tables)? That I am destined to a life of no furniture, after I eventually break everything I have?
--Chair on the P-Rex Deck. Eating dinner outside one night and shabam! I'm on the deck and the chair is in little pieces.
--Chair in Israeli restaurant in Costa Rica, on my birthday. Everyone is singing Happy Birthday, I'm taking a shot of tequila, and once again, shabam. The entire restaurant is pretty much in an uproar of laughter. "Am I a fatty?" I wonder silently, beginning to see a pattern.
--Dining room table at the Condemned House, last saturday. Granted, I was busting some moves up there for probably about an hour at the pirate party. It busted down the middle just as my fine pirate-garbed self began to do the Macarena. Not my finest moment.
--The Barca-Lounger.
Does this say anything? Like, that I should not sit on chairs (or at least not dance on tables)? That I am destined to a life of no furniture, after I eventually break everything I have?