How many people does it take to fill an SUV with a ridiculous amount of outdoor furniture? 2. That’s right 2. 1 to own the SUV and one to buy the furniture. It helps if these two people are friends because when it comes to the stuffing of the car, it kinda resembles this:
I was honored to spend the day in one of the worst neighborhoods in Berkley pickin up an awesome set of outdoor patio furniture for my friend wackado yesterday. The nice thing about outdoor furniture is that its pretty lightweight so on a scale of 1 to 5 on the “having to help a friend move” front, I’d give it about a 2. It would get a 1, but the damn thing leaked jet black goo all over me and until the “what the fuck is that” mystery is solved, the 2 stands.
I think the best part of this experience was that we were actually smart enough able to fit a couch, 2 large chairs and a coffee table in my car. Sounds crazy I know, but when you factor in the 10 hours we spent working out the ginormous geometry equation on several calculators and a protractor, you are just forced to face facts. We’re bullheaded geniuses.
And like all geniuses, we’re pretty much stupid as well. After rigging up the BabyBound wagon to the utter amazement of the ghetto fabulous neighbors in our own private studio audience (jury is still out on whether it was our brilliance at spacial planning or the fact that 2 white girls in a nice SUV were spending an unnatural amount of time with them that was more fascinating) we got lost.
Not once. No no. Once would just make sense being that we don’t peruse the ghetto on a regular basis. Nope. We got lost twice. Once leaving the ghetto. And then once when we just stopped paying attention and drove completely around the circumference of San Francisco. We decided that we were just giving our new friends, Mr. coffee table and the sitting family, a tour of their new home on the west side of the bay. Give them a little time to get accustomed to their new life. Makes sense to us and that’s really all that matters anyway.
What a crazy little day that was. It was hilariously fun, but anyone who thinks I’m considering opening up a moving store out of the trunk of my car, well let’s just say there’s a little black goo with your name on it.
I think reading your summary of the craziness was almost more fun that the actual craziness itself… well, maybe not… yesterday was pretty damn fun! And BTW… the patio rocks! Furniture (which I have yet to clean), cushions (which spent the night indoors bc I am anal and don’t want to constantly be cleaning then) and the plants look amazing together with my outdoor lights, your old black planter pot and big blue glass bowl. I am going to dedicate Saturday to one of the greats… TLC’s Design on a Dime!
Furniture: $75
Cushions: $83
Plants (1 tree, and 3 pots of flowers): $60
Lights: $12
Silver hanging planter boxes: $15
Black planter pot: free (gift from babybound herself)
Big blue glass bowl: free (came with my apt)
Total: $245
“black goo” why thats the worst kind of goo! I comes from the jungles of south america and is blamed with the death of many early conquistadors. Its name comes from the latin “blick hoo” which means “stench of dying fish upside down in farm cess pit”.
Watch those cushions Kelly! You never know what might jump off on ya. : )
Remember those horrible things you said to me on the phone? I’m still not talking to you.