This is a story about my game room....
And how it got turned into a "guest room"....
To be fair and honest it was only a guest room for a small bit...as my lady's father came down for two weeks.
But still....
So let's see what it looked like!
"Hmmmmm.....here's the door to the game room....I wonder why it's closed???"
Well the sign proclaiming what it is is still there...in it's rightful spot...Lets open the door and have a look and see, shall we?
Who knows what secrets lie beyond this closed door? Welllll....there's only one way to find out!!!
Hmmm...pretty dark in here...Let's turn on the lights...CLICK!
AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! WHAT IN THE @#**????!!!
The rooms been "cleaned and rearranged " by a female creature of the household!!!!
Pleasant dreams....while sleeping under the Bongolesian Flag...
Hmmm...seems pretty well organized and tidied...and I can see where everything is....mostly...
The painting table/desk is clean and tidy....hmmmmm....
All the brushes and stuff in their place...
And my shelf o' minis and stuff seems to be A-OK....that's a good sign....
And above it all, my Victorian Alter-Ego, Col. Horatio Hieronymous Mustard (Sandhurst Class of '53...harumph!) stands and observes with keen interest...while his servant keeps the port handy, and the Voodoo Master works his mojo...all the while the Bongolesian Flag snaps crisply in the breeze...
