Scratch and Sniff Table

I bought a small wooden table at an R.C. Willey’s scratch and dent sale the summer before we moved into the Girl’s House. The varnish was a little worn in some places, but I got a good deal on it, and it was one of the few pieces of furniture I owned when we moved in the next December, so I was glad I had it.

That little oak table quickly became the gathering place for roomies and friends. Every so often we would try to have a “real” dinner—no cold cereal allowed—around the table. And somehow we always ended up in uproarious fits of laughter. It happened whenever we were around that table, so we started to wonder why. Logan is the one who solved the mystery. “Maybe it was previously owned by drug dealers who cut crack on it, and the residue is getting to us” he said. “But, I bought it at a scratch and dent sale,” I clarified. At that Logan smiled and said “Scratch and sniff is more like it!” And of course we were laughing again. From then on when someone incited hilarity at the table, when we caught our breath we would tell them “you have a little varnish on your nose” and the fun would start again.

The scratch n’ sniff table is now home to my sewing machine, and an occasional sedate dinner party. He misses the roomie days. Me too table, me too.

Aren't Crack and Marijuana the Same Thing?

I will start with a post that came from me.  I don't recall why I said it, but I was really of the opinion that crack and marijuana were the same drug...

What made that even more funny was that a little while later, Brittany saw the card on the wall and said "they aren't the same?  I thought they were."  So at least I was not alone.

Don't worry, I now know the difference between crack and marijuana, though I think my innocence might not have been a bad thing...

Roommates!

So I was looking through the Wall of Sadum book that Ann Marie made for all of us, and I realized that I couldn't remember half the stories.  So, I came up with this brilliant idea.  We can all take a minute every once in a while to write up a memory from our wall postings, so that we can all laugh and remember the good old days as roommates.  

I invited everyone that I had email addresses for.  Check under publication and add people as authors if you have email address for other roommates/friends.