Remember the shelving unit I got in San Antonio? Well, I love it. Love. It. A. Lot.
Here it is all filled up with DVDs. Where did all these DVDs come from anyway? I don't remember buying them but then again I don't remember what I had for breakfast or where I spent last weekend.
Here's a drawback to having my movies on display for all the world to see: guests will stand at the door and look through the movies and wonder why I have "Nanny McPhee" (doesn't everyone?) along side "The Last King of Scotland" along side every season of "The West Wing" (which is what got me through the Bush years. Seriously, those were some really bad years.) and many romantic comedies.
CB says all this shit hanging on the door makes the door heavy.
I tell him too bad.
I love this set up and we all know the rule around here.
It's all about me.
