To keep friends and family visits short and sweet, I offer them prime accommodations—my couch. Nothing says “don’t get too comfortable” like a lumpy cushion, mysterious stains, and the faint aroma of forgotten snacks. Works like a charm—they usually respond with, “Actually, we booked a room at the Holiday Inn!” Yeah… thought so. One look (and whiff) of that couch, and suddenly hotel prices don’t seem so bad!

Check out what Ryan composes during those late hours when he’s peacefully with his couch!

https://rkmproductions.com/