In this latest version, we're joined by our special guest E. as we discuss topics like the major time suck and retard factory that is Duane Reade, and the tiny size of many New York City apartments.
I did my own bit of apartment improvement this past weekend. I built a bookcase that I had purchased at IKEA. And I didn't even mess it up. Although I did have to start from the beginning again after I was about halfway done, because the shelves were facing the wrong way and the unpainted particle board was pointing outwards. But I finished. Except for the last step, which involved nailing the bookcase to the wall. It just seemed a little superfluous. In the case of an earthquake or a tsunami, I'm willing to let my collection of Weird New Jersey books fall to the floor as I rush to safety.
And yes, I really do have more than volume of Weird New Jersey. You should check them out. They're spooky and interesting.
But the thing is, when I had finally finished assembling the bookcase, I expected it to collapse. And it didn't. That was encouraging.
So I put a book on it. And it still didn't fall down.
Tomorrow, I may put another book on it. But only if I'm feeling adventurous.


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