Happy Birthday, Billy
By popular request. Apparently, it's Ikea's Billy's 30th birthday. There's a Billy story contest here, but, alas, it is only open to U.K. residents, so my Washington Heights Billy story—which included a sketchy YU guy, beer stains, the red shoes, and fabulous friends carrying a bookcase across Washington Heights and down a hill to a very happy home in my apartment where we called it Billy, obviously (it eventually had a friend, Taylor the vacuum cleaner)—will remain untold there. A pity, really.