We are getting closer, friends. We are getting ever closer to counting every single couch in the entire world.

As it turns out, this is not an exercise in couch-counting at all. Instead, it is an exercise in staring myself in the mirror and acknowledging my hubris, my shortcomings, my foolishness. I am the...

I'm such a knucklehead. A week ago, after having counted four hundred ninety-five (495) couches, I thought our census was complete. I reasoned that together, we had finally counted every couch in...

I'm such a fool. This happens so often to me. As soon as I think I know everything, the world comes back around and knocks me down to size. In fact, this happened again over the past week: if...

Hello, friends! It appears as though I have egg on my face again. Last Friday I announced that we had counted a total of 352 couches, and reckoned this tally to be complete. Unfortunately -- or,...

Hello, friends! It's been quite a week, hasn't it? I've enjoyed hearing about your couches. We've counted futons, settees, sectionals, and heaps of junk abandoned on the shoulder of an interstate. ...

Hello, everyone. I'd like to tell you something about myself that you may not yet know, and I figure this is as good a time as any to say it: I own a couch. Here is a picture of it. There is no...