i am fixing to buy about the fanciest piece of furniture i’ve ever contemplated buying. i think it’s called an armoire. i thought at first it was called a boudoir, though that did not seem quite right. i think i remember that term (boudoir) from a movie with shirley mclean and jack nicholson in which the former invites the latter over to see her boudoir. at least, i think that’s how the dialogue went along, with jack nicholson sarcastically saying “you want me to come over to your bedroom to see your boudoir?” or somesuch. this could all be foggy memories wrenching the reality of things asunder. “boudoir”, the word as it was used in the film the name of which i can’t remember seemed conspicuously pretentious, not just the word itself but the deliberateness with which it was lorded over the jack nicholson character by shirley mclean. lorded? is that the word that i think it is? to lord over. i think it probably does mean what i think it means.
at any rate, i spotted a beautiful old armoire-esque thing at a second hand shop yesterday, and i think it suits me. as a child i had a pretty amazing desk, with zillions of little drawers and a cover that you pulled down, like window blinds. i forget what that style of desk is called (rolltop, maybe?) but i see it once in a while at office and/or antique stores. the style seems obsolete now, for there is not really anywhere to put the computer monitors, and i like having a large flat space in front of me, but i do find the infinity of little drawers in a rolltop desk to be interesting. at present i do not even own a desk, just a huge “work table” that a friend sold me for stupid cheap many years ago. it is far flimsier than it appears, and on occasion when visitors stop by i sometimes have to suggest that they take it easy on the table, not that anyone pounds at it or gets aggressive with it, but that it does not take much to make the table shake something afright.
i was not really thinking about getting a desk, but as i contemplate the armoire i think i might look into a big and beautiful oak desk. those 2 things combined would swallow up lots and lots of stuff that is basically lying around, crying for a home in a filing cabinet or drawer.
speaking of drawer, i thought of a palindrome today: REWARD DRAWER. it is not a new palindrome to me, and i am not sure how it reached my consciousness, but when i worked at the record store back in 1991 i was talking palindromes to try and impress the babes (hah) and when I said “REWARD DRAWER” the manager on duty laughed and said “That is exactly what we need here, for the clerks. A Reward Drawer.” i guess that manager was impressed because i ended up sleeping with her, once in a while, over 5 or 6 months, i think, then after a few months haitus, the torrid relationship resumed for another brief period of time. babes love palindromes, i say. when i felt comfortable enough with her i think referred to palindromes as ‘dromes. that’s when i knew i was on fire.
