[xoxoxoBruce]

A friend of mine was talked into buying a house (and spending thousands of dollars and hours to fix up) by his daughter. He put the house in her name and after he lost his job, she evicted him from his basement apartment. So for the last six weeks we've been building him a 300 square foot unibomber cabin.

Yesterday we got him moved, but there was no room for much of his stuff, like his treadmill or coffee table... I took the table.
It's a 46 inch by 34 inch, oak, mechanical drawing file.
Now I can put away my magazines without folding the ladies.