Yep, I'm excited. Teaching in Moscow... ( with a spare day..or two, for shopping, WooHoo!!).
In other news: The recliner has arrived. I propose a metaphor regarding the recliner:
"A room filled with carefully selected, reasonably intelligent people (this would be my existing furniture...work with me here, okay??) has been invaded by a stranger.(The recliner.) He's big and burly, doesn't really fit in...yet he's handsome in a kind of Russell Crowe/unshaved yet, incredibly sexy fashion. (Like in "3:10 To Yuma". Swoon.). You think that you could love him, or at least 'pretend to love him', given time. A dirty job, but someone has to do it."
Needless to say, I'm going to have to change the carpets. I'm okay with that.