And Jeff said: "Let there be furniture!"

My roommate, Jeff Jones, likes to form objects from timber. You might describe him as somewhat of a “carpenter extraordinaire,” “lumber hobbyist,” or “proud owner of every tool there is.” Our garage is jam-packed with compound what-nots and thing-maker doo-dads, all of which produce and voluminous whirring sound and cause the lights to flicker when operated. If our meter man were to be caught in proximity to our house while checking our usage, it is likely that he would be electrocuted by one of many large yellow lightning bolts that must no doubt be emitted from our house during tool operation.

Daniel: “Hey, Jeff. Hey, I found the electro-charred remains of our hapless meter man in the backyard again. “

Jeff: “ Excellent! I’ve got designs for an even better coffin than last time. I’ll begin construction immediately.”

With the flick of his wrist, pieces of wood intended to be window trim are transformed into wet bars, and abandoned particleboard tables become large oval bumpers. The aroma of wood stain and shellac fills my nostrils when I come home, and this is not necessarily a bad thing.

All told, our home is improved by 1 Bar, 2 Poker Tables, 1 Deck, 1 Fence Gate, and 1 nearly complete set of new window trim.

However, (Shameless Plug) my roommate is now selling some of his quality products on eBay.com.

Check out the luxurious-homemade Poker Table, and also the Ink-Link. (Ink-Link not constructed by Jeff Jones.)