The front door. Don't ask.
Here's a few shots from the library, and the "best of
magnetic poetry." We setup the Atari
2600 under that little TV :) As of now all the books are actually
on shelves.
The "It Ate Father" poem happened when we got two
more pieces of sheet metal, and all the smaller poems got moved
into one strange, large one. Next--pretty
much everything else :)