After discovering tongue-in-groove flooring and having Dave bring his circular saw to my apartment, I now have the beginnings of the baseboard compact disc storage I sketched. It’s neither stained nor bracketed yet, but even as a freestanding configuration of jewel cases and unfinished pine, it’s a marvel of efficiency.
The more enlightening consequence of assembling the furniture was not the realization of how well I’d exploited the ill-used volume bordered by my living room floor and kitchen wall, but rather the fact that I own a copy of Blinking Lights and Other Revelations by the Eels. Hardly remarkable given I’m a dedicated fan, but I bought the CD in Montreal in September. Not only have I been living in this apartment for seven months with a disorganized collection of 300-odd CDs, but it’s disorganized to the point that an album four months in my possession has only now surfaced.
Incidentally, I’m rather enjoying the music. Well, to the extent that one enjoys the music of the Eels, I suppose.
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