We are gathered here today to pay respect to my living room, particularly its fireplace. Oh, how we remember you, and your rockiness, your devotion to being rocklike, and your general rocky domination of the central room of the house. If there were but one word I could use to describe you, t’would be: rock.
And then I heard Ronald Reagan’s voice echoing in my head, demanding I tear down this wall!
For those of you who don’t know me personally, I’m on the right, Don’s on the left. More pictures to come! I’m ridiculously happy with the finished product.