Ikea used to sell letters; letters you could use to spell things. We bought whole bunches of them, but really only ever used enough to spell “deeay” and “rake” above our respective desks. I found the rest of the letters while cleaning, and decided it was time to let the world know who exactly owned this living room:

 My website, that’s who.

Also, just in case anyone was confused as to who more or less lived in the corner of our living room, I have helpfully put up a clue:

I would be dangerous with a label maker.