Yes, it is true. I often if not always end up with wrong furniture. To my frequent friends here, you probably said, Hey PapaJoneh, I thought you are very skillful and knowledgeable in furniture hunting. How come now, you said you always got the wrong furniture?

Well, if you do use the search function on the right on the furniture keyword, I am sure you can find that I dig for all classical furniture with some personal touch. Obviously unlike the modern furniture, old rusty furniture give you the kick in your head when you are sitting on one. Now you know.

I just cannot get enough of this furniture thing. If you search hard and deep in my archives, you will find lot of posting about furniture stores hunting done by me. I either go by myself or bring all the family, the result is still the same. I just have to have something to bring back home. The worst-case scenario, I bring back the mineral water they handed freely to us. Talking about fanatic, yes I am.

So, if you want to know about furniture around my local area, just buzz me. I probably know one thing or two about them. Don’t you just love me for that

To be honest, I am a furniture fanatic. Whenever I passed the furniture warehouse, I just have to do the U–turn and have my furniture craving satisfied. This is of course, so time consuming. I am usually out from the warehouse after an hour later.

Since the day I adopted the every post is a moneymaking story, I still a bit puzzled on how to write a proper review or a proper story on the subject involved. Not to mention about my English words delivery. If you have been following me for the past four months or so, loyally, you noticed, my English style of writing is like the street talk kind of chatting.

I always love looking at finer detailed things. Be it in the form of watches, modern high-tech gadget or even furniture. I especially like the old classic, rusty look of furniture. I envy those who have one or two of this kind of furniture in their home. Every opportunity I can get my off from work, I will definitely bring my wife and son to go for furniture hunting.

The previous one week I would say has been the craziest, heart pumping excitement and most memorable moment, of all weeks in my life. Not only the weather department wrongly reported there would be a big thypoon coming to our beloved Land Below The Wind Borneo but also the office management never stop asking me to come to work even on weekends. So when is actually my off day with my family?