Thursday, June 12, 2008

Sometimes...

You just have to do your best with the options you're given.


And some things aren't meant for the trash bin, no matter how hard you push.

Reminds me of a couch I once bought for my bedroom at my parents' house. We couldn't get it through the door, so I cut it in half with a chainsaw. Once we got it in, I nailed it back together with some scrap wood and sewed the fabric with fishing line. It was a very punk rock thing to do. Structurally; it never quite worked, there was always a sag right where your butt went. Funny thing is, when I had buddies stay the night... they swore it was incredibly comfortable - for that reason. :)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sweet picture! I get a kick out of your punk rock couch story:)

Punky

novaks8 said...

hahaha

thanks for the laugh