Last Minute

I figure they call them last minute things, because they are the final items you take care of right before its too late to take care of them.

OK, so I'm wandering through Art Van furniture when smiling Larry comes up to me and asks if there is anything he can help me find.

"I need a death bed Larry.  I have several things
I need to tell my friends and a few relatives and apparently I'm  supposed to do it from my death bed, but I haven't got one Larrr.."

Obviously smiling Larry didn't have a sense of humor.  He spotted another potential customer coming in the door and spun around and headed straight for them.

The thing about Art Van is you really have to like make-believe.  With the right lighting and a good imagination you can believe that cabinet is really made out of wood.   And don't get me going on their mattresses.  I'm fairly certain most of their memory foam has Alzheimer's.

I guess I am to Art Van what Phoebe was to Pottery Barn.

OK, I'm done ranting for now.  Maybe I'll plant some veneer trees in the back yard.  There seems to be a lot of money in them.