Tam's dad gave us two completely hideous barker loungers for our newly remolded basement a few years back. At first I though he had stole them off of the set of All in the Family, but I soon realized that these were too ugly even for 70s TV. Everyone who sees them for the first time tends to do a double take, and then pretend they aren't looking at them, kind of like the reaction you give to someone with a huge zip on there forehead. That look of I'm not looking at your huge zip, and then a quick glance towards your shoes. One of the aforementioned barkers is missing the handle that allows the barker to transform into its lounging position, but Tam's dad cleverly replaced it with a half inch wrench.

The really odd thing about these two ugly barkers is that they are the most comfortable chairs in the entire universe. If I sit in one, and then make the simple mistake of slipping into the lounging position, I am out in about two minutes snoring and drooling the sleep of kings. I tend not to sit in them most times for fear of instant slumber. I made the simple mistake of a quick rest stop in the half inch wrench barker this evening, and a few hours later Tam was prodding me to come up to bed. I find myself saying, "maybe just half a lounge. I wont recline all the way this time", or, "Just a quick sit, then I'll get up and walk the dog". Is this all just a cry for help? zzzzz