Goofy? Definitely. But upon the first time I tried it, it sucked me in, engulfing me with its noise-reduction superpowers and extreme comfort. I was ready to move-in. It had the best qualities in a chair: large enough to accommodate my pretzel-sitting stance, room for a novel AND a knitting project.
So the chair & I dated for a few years. I made most of the advances, visiting whenever I had breakfast at the neighbouring Rebar. On a few occasions the chair contacted me through a flyer. It did so again this past December. So I cut its picture out and attached it to my fridge so we could visit more often.
This is where my great hubby comes in. Having put up with me for the past 20 years (already!) and without a hint of jealousy, he invited the Orb into our home as an anniversary present. It was a bit awkward at first. The design police would surely not approve the mixture of old/new in my living-room, but this is the new millennium and we must welcome diversity. We're now one big happy family. Its goofiness makes me smile whenever I see it. Did I mention that it rotates 360 degrees?