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November 12, 2004

IKEA Infiltration

And so it begins. Today I made the journey to the Valley's own Ikea store.

Despite being jam-packed and the parking situation being crazy, it was a lot of fun, I got to play with the products myself, and stole some ideas I never would have come up with by myself. It sounds bizarre, but wandering through the colorful wonderland that is Ikea brightened my day.

Except for the Children's Ikea section, which looks more like a clown projectile vomited all over the place. Bright, assaultive, garish colors abound in the children's section. Interspersed within a normal house, they wouldn't look bad. It's just when you collect everything up into one big mountain of fluorescent plastic that it becomes altogether overwhelming. Thankfully it was one of the smallest sections in the store, so passing through it quickly was rather easy.

Things will be better when the novelty wears off and everyone's been there at least once -- it was jam-packed with people (think mall at Christmas, but much more polite and friendly), and even though I arrived shortly after opening, they were already a half-dozen rows deep in the dirt overflow parking.

If you've ever wanted to know if you suffer social anxiety disorder, or the severity thereof, visit Ikea this weekend. You'll find out quickly. Just don't blame me if you drop dead on the showroom floor.

And take a sweater. I think they're secretly using the rest of the store to keep their restaurant supplies stocked.

Total damages: under $40. Not bad for a half-dozen bookends, a cheap wall clock ($2!), wall-mounted DVD storage, and 10 magazine organizers. The clock is currently ticking away on my wall. I haven't yet decided if the convenience of being able to read a clock from anywhere in my bedroom will offset the cyclical ticking.

Posted by Colin at November 12, 2004 4:29 PM

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