As I was bored and had nothing to do until time to go over to Bobby and Ellie's house for the traditional hamburgers, I was watching HGTV. I used to watch it a lot. There was this designer named Roger Hazard who had pumped iron until he had attained gross proportions. Each bicep was as l;arge as a pumpkin. I do not exaggerate.

His first disaster was to paint a Florida room with soft pink Satillo tile on the floor a garish shade of orange. It was a narrow room and it looked as though the walls were marching toward you.

His second horror was a master bedroom. He painted two garbage cans white, up ended them and used them for night tables.

His last segment was even worse. He installed an old motorcycle in the bedroom, "as a touch of whimsy" I couldn't watch any more and turned him off and took a nap.
This was three different episodes of Sell Your House. Perhaps there is no whimsy in me but I could sell him a lot
of stuff in the storage shed that would appeal to him.