I mean the only logical conclusion to all this is that five years from now I've become the world's foremost authority on audiophile Steely Dan albums with a library counting in the thousands.
“Come down stairs and check out my newly constructed shrine to the late great great Walter Becker” was the last thing he said to me before a fancy Japanese steel blade pierced my heart and I was left to beed out through some handsome mid mod teak veneered floor grates.
Those scenes in movies and tv shows where they move a body in a rolled up carpet are bullshit. I had to move a rolled up rug the other day, sans body and it was dam near impossible. Does tie the room together nicely though.