Well, Anthony's brother John arrived last night along with my new housemate, John's huge TV.
Right now the black behemoth towers over me, claiming half of the living room for it's own. I'm afraid to look directly into it.
It does seem to fit in well here, although waking up to find it can often be a surreal ordeal.
Still, if there's a better way to watch re-runs of "How It's Made," I have yet to discover it.
Imagine watching that, but much larger and a little bit louder.
Yeah. That's what I said.