So Tall Skinny Dude, who came in last night and went on about how great our room was, remains in search of a pithy nickname. While the search continues, he continues to make headlines. In the hallway leading to the kitchen are a pair of credenzas, about thigh-high, three feet wide and five or six feet long. Not sure whose files they hold, but there they are.
So I'm walking to the kitchen last night, not long after TSD came romping through our room, and there, laid out on the credenzas, is Tall Skinny Dude. I'm talking flat on his back, nap-time, laid out.
I guess searching for a chair without arms is more tiring than I thought.
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