A funny story about those chairs: when I was 19, my friends and I rented a shitty house for our sophomore year in college. All the furniture was broken. There were no dining room chairs. We complained about the dining room enough that finally the landlord produced four chairs, which were absolutely gigantic peacock rattan chairs. I stayed there for two years with those big old amazing chairs.
It probably helps if you can name more than about four kinds of chair.
Come on, give it the old college try. You can name more than four kinds of chairs.
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How about clouds, if you could be a cloud, what kind of cloud would you like to be?
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If you believe that Carl's chair (in Up) resembles him I'd pick that one.
On the other hand, that upholstery doesn't match my sense of self at all. I think my personality is more modern in an old-fashioned way (or, classically modern, if you prefer) so based on that I'd pick the Eames chair (perhaps that's too high end, but I do like the design).
Ice Cube Celebrates The Eames. Very odd.
3: A rocking chair, a swivel chair, a high chair, an electric chair --- and that's all I can come up with.
I aspire to be my Pearsall wingback lounge chair.
This is gonna sound shitty, but I am a stool.
Pearsall wingback lounge chair
Very nice.
I am a stool
Bar or standard?
Armchair, office chair, recliner, dining room chair, whicker chair, um...
What's that nonupholstered wooden chair with skinny arms, wideish back, and four cylindrical legs each sticking out at an angle from each other?
An uncomfortable, uneven hard chair that is too low.
Assuming one is what one sits on, I am a burnt orange office chair from the university surplus store, similar to this one, except with a gap between the back and the seat that will pinch your fingers if you're not careful. I am ugly, heavy, and cost $5 IIRC. Very smooth swivel action, though, and good wheels.
I'm a chair that's built for comfort, not a chair that's built for speed.
I own the exact chair linked in 20, and it did in fact cost me around $5 at a thrift store. It's a great chair with one downside: if you lean back with too much vigor, you will topple right the fuck over.
Ikea Poang in the streets, biomorphic 1950 Vladimir Kagan "Serpentine" sofa in the sheets.
Said no one ever.
Windsor, stained, waxed, not-very-thick seat cushion with welted edges.
Bucket seat that's been taken out and sits on the lawn.
I'm pretty sure I'm a repurposed yoga ball.
Real rickety old rocker that's mostly too fragile to sit on but the cat likes it and it has sentimental value.
Given how often I give back rubs, a massage chair. An older model that's a bit outdated and scuffed in places, but still works fine.
Club chair—one of the super-comfortable, masculine, leather-upholstered kind. As a young man, I aspired to be a zabuton.
Wingback chair. Sturdy, comfortable, supportive, elegant, understated but confident.
It's really difficult to separate the kind of chair you are or might be from the the kind of chair you like. How aspirational is this?
Gym rats might be Roman chairs.
The chair I use at my computer at home is this, which isn't a bad representation of my personality -- functional, geeky, slightly odd.
I knew what 33 was going to say as soon as I saw Tigre's name in the sidebar.
I don't feel like I really have a spirit chair, myself.
I would like to be a bentwood rocker. No idea what I actually am.
I spend enough time with giant children sitting on me that I may actually be a chair in my own right.
It's not quite "a king by your own hand," but I say go with what you got.
Smearcase's SNOE in 23 made me laugh out loud.
I am a great big overstuffed armchair which is great to laze around in for approximately 90 seconds, after which one's lower back begins quietly but insistently to ache.
I'm a throne, bitches.
I almost said I was a drum throne, because I love that chair name. So pretentious for an object that mostly collects butt sweat and spilled beer.
I am a Japanese butt-washing toilet with seat warmer and blow dry fan.
A reading chair like this Dickens winged chair except upholstered in blue rather than with someone's dressing gown.
I'm a barcelona lounge chair, which looks as though it ought to be comfortable, but surprise! it's not.
I would really like to own a ridiculous overstuffed La-Z-Boy recliner, but they have such a huge footprint.
I don't find them very comfortable. I can't sit in the seat and put my feet on the ground. I have a reclining club chair, but it's about to fall apart.
|| Has Kevin Drum lost his mind?
http://www.motherjones.com/kevin-drum/2016/01/when-will-it-become-illegal-drive-car-united-states ||
I hope that we aren't going to talk about driverless cars until I have been able to say that I aspire to be a Wegner peacock chair, but probably am more of a battered forties knockoff of the Wegner pelican chair in a dreary color. My favorite chair is my grandfather's old wing chair, which is oversized and upholstered in a good red velvet now fading to orange.
What are driverless cars going to do if anyone outside California ever wants one? In snow and ice I assume they will just sit there with all the options on the interface screen greyed out, and the error message "Driving Function Not Available At This Time".
I found a Kiwi SF show that would make RT break out in a cold sweat. Everyone has a Smart-esque self-driving car with a top speed of 40kmph, which pulls over and shuts down if you run out of carbon credits.
You know that chair that George Clooney's character builds in Burn After Reading? . . .
Cold dead hands, Drum. Cold dead hands.
In snow and ice I assume they will just sit there
There's been some progress on that front, although the particular solution Ford has come up with doesn't give me faith that a car won't drive into a snow bank that's not registered on their fair-weather maps.
Of course, people drive into snow banks all the time, so I may be holding the robot car to an unreasonable standard.
52: Human driving will be a capital offense, so.
This is a very good story, I love it very much.
