Today I'd like to give you guys a peek at the unfurnished guest room and have a little fun while doing so. (FUN. WE NEED SOME FUN AROUND HERE. AND SOME HOT DOGS. Marlo! I've got an assignment for you!) You left so many helpful comments about what makes a home away from home for you: a functional alarm clock, power strips, an assortment of pillows, a stripper pole.

I like the idea of a little note next to the bed that gives a guest the password to the wireless connection and a gift certificate for free pole dancing lessons. You'd be like, gosh! They thought of EVERYTHING! And then you'd turn around and notice the hamster waiting for you in a cage on the dresser. His name is Stanley and you have to take him home with you.

Thank you again for those suggestions. We're definitely incorporating many of them into the final room, but we'll get to that later. First, let's show you the canvas we're working with. Many thanks to Jon for his technical and video skills and to Tyrant for being such a good sport.

[ http://player.vimeo.com/video/36880069 ]

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This post is brought to you by IKEA and THIS IS THE OFFICIAL DISCLOSURE, WHAT UP, FTC!

Had I been paying attention during the marathon I might have caught this view across Central Park but I was otherwise preoccupied with the pain in my knee and broken foot. Fantastic to be back and see it WHILE STANDING STILL.

I promise I took this at a stop light. There was no photographing while driving or texting or Instagramming or Words WIth Friending, none of that. I was focused solely the disappointment that the person in the car ahead of me didn't allow me to egregiously run that light. FOILED!

This isn't necessarily new (the band has a new album coming out in a couple of weeks) but I only just discovered it over the weekend while finishing up some work. And it got inside my head and wouldn't leave and I'm still humming it three days later. But that's okay. It has made itself a pleasant, uplifting guest.

[ http://www.youtube.com/embed/talOq6wp8kk ]

and my love is so quick
like the legs of my kids

all the worlds i could lift
only fit
where i saw you

pile lover upon lover
'til we're covered with skin