The Dude Abides…Right in My Office!

Last weekend, I saw my friend J for the first time since my birthday (which was in May), and he brought a birthday present for me. (When he handed it to me, all wrapped up in lovely and colorful birthday paper, I said, "What's this for?!" He said, "Uh, your birthday?" Duh.) Anyway, so I opened it and immediately burst out laughing.

Something you should know about is that he J does not read my blog. Or rarely reads it. In any case, he'd never seen this post.

"Omigod!!!" I exclaimed.

"Do you like them?" he asked.

"I do," I replied. "And I'm totally not leaving them in the packaging."

"Definitely not," he said.

So, after an epic struggle to free the Dude and Walter from their plastic prisons—and the dog, and Donnie, in his Folgers coffee tin—they are now resting comfortably in their new home on the top shelf of my bookcase.

You'll no doubt note that the rug really ties the whole display together.

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