I like a good place to sit. Sure, I can stand. But I also like to sit. That’s just my quirk, I guess. Sometimes, I even like to lie down. But only under extreme circumstances. That’s just another quirk, I guess. And so, I’ve filled my home with places to sit: couches, chairs, even a toilet. Like primo places to put my posterior. But for a long time, I couldn’t sit. I had to stand. And this was because I had a cat named Ursula. You see, Ursula also had this quirk where she’d like to sit (maybe she learned it from me, who knows). She also liked to lie down, and not even under extreme circumstances. I’d come home, and she would just be lying there, just cause. And the funny thing this was, she’d be lying just where I wanted to sit. And so, I spent a lot of my time standing. On the rare occasion when I did get to sit, she’d sit on me, like I was comfortable furniture. Quirky, I know.
Ursula died a few years ago at the ripe age of 20. She did a lot of sitting in her two decades. I have a lot more places to sit now. But I wouldn’t mind having to stand.
- Navied
Who could possibly leave their comfortable throne when they have a little cough?
For the past 1.5 years, I have been dealing with extreme fatigue which has caused me to sleep up to 17 hours a night if I didn't have to get out of bed. The eventual culprit was discovered to be very low Vitamin D levels. I am getting back on track but for a while, it felt like a long medically induced nap.
It's not about the furniture, it's always about the vibes. This toon was published during the Covid lockdown, but I'd still choose a pillow in the mudroom if it got the juices flowing. Terrible for your back though.
For nearly a decade, I've furnished my entire apartment with crap I found on the sidewalk. It's called Stooping, and it's one of the most underrated things about living in New York.
Not to be confused with schtooping, Stooping is taking shit that people throw out of their apartments and bringing it into your apartment (after cleaning it thoroughly.) Some people make a full-time profession out of it and drive around different parts of New York with a trailer on their car, piling in stuff they can flip on eBay like some kind of Gary V acolyte.
During the pandemic, my neighborhood had to play the morbid game of ‘Dead or Fled’. (I heard an old guy coin that term while he was poking through piles of new-looking furniture with his walking stick.) Moving vans lined every street of the East Village for months. There were literally hundreds of mattresses on the sidewalk. Some would blow onto the road and block traffic.
I would play the Billy Joel song “Movin’ Out!” on my phone to keep things light as I walked past the giant piles of new and used furniture that were left after residents hastily fled Manhattan. (Or, sadly, died.) I would only take stuff that looked like it once belonged to an NYU student who moved back to Wisconsin. There were still unscrupulous people taking old family photo albums and heirlooms. Who would stoop so low?
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