The Johnson's are getting new furniture.

At least, I'm assuming they are. I'm not a stalker. Really. At least not today. The RC Willey truck showed up at my house this morning mistaking us for the house one street over -The Johnson's. (To protect my neighbor's anonymity, I'm going to give them a generic name, like "Johnson", so no one knows who I'm really talking about.) Sometimes we get "The Johnson's" mail. Pretty juicy stuff. I won't go into any details about it, but I will say this: Sometimes, I think they shop in bulk.