When a Video Goes Viral - Epilogue

Two weeks have passed and I regret that I ever uploaded the video to my YouTube account. We are no longer responding to media requests to use it and, despite multiple offers, my son and daughter-in-law have decided not to sell the rights to the video -- I decision I totally agree with.

The knee-jerk reaction against zoos could have been predicted, I suppose, but the pure vitriol of so many of the comments posted on YouTube and other websites caught us totally off-guard -- some even wishing the chimp would break through the glass and tear the baby apart. My daughter-in-law asked me to take the video down and I did, then my son asked me to put it back up and I did, with moderated comments.

But I'm tired of being the gatekeeper; it's adding stress to my life that I just don't need. I wish my son would transfer the video from my account to his own, if he still wants it to be public. I'm feeling a little bit traumatized, to be honest, and I just want my quiet, uneventful life back.

The moral of the story is: when your video goes viral, it's not necessarily a good thing.

Lying Like a Rug

Behold!



My new rug! I wanted something traditional but not too border-y. And when I found this one, it was instant love.

We need a new coffee table too. Mikey likes this one and I'm like, Yeah, that might do...

It has a patterned metal top similar to the patterned leather insets on the doors of the TV cabinet, but I can't decide if that's a good thing or maybe it's overkill. And if I set a drink down on it, will it rust?

I also need a little table next to the loveseat so I'll have a place to perch my glass of Dr Pepper; I didn't mind wet condensation rings on the ugly carpet but not on my new rug! So this little number is on its way to me as we speak:



All that gold is kind of bold for me, but I'm trying to live a little. Besides, gold is a neutral, right?