I feel as though I’m constantly defending myself. I’m up against challengers from the ballroom world, from the dance world, people on the couch who hate what I’m saying about their favourite celebrity. Then you’re up against the press, who will always want to put you in a box.
I was never meant to, like, work and then turn it off and sit on the couch. I just have a vision, and I’m inspired by it. It’s sort of what makes me tick.
If I’m allowed it, I’m really looking forward to a little time on the couch and a little time on a beach in Brazil.
I don’t think 3D television gets huge adoption until the consumer experience is no different than HD television. Until you can sit down on your couch and just turn on your TV, and it’s 3D without anything else happening, I don’t think it’ll be a massive adoption.
I used to write in a local coffee shop, but there was another guy, another writer, who kept sitting in my favorite seat. I would show up, and he would be there, and I would get exiled to a couch or something, and it would throw me off my game.
Mam loves to buy presents but she hates decorations. We once had a black Christmas tree because we had a new black leather couch and she wanted it to match.
My husband gets up at around 5.30 A.M., so I’ll tuck him in around 9.30 P.M. or 10 P.M., and then I’ll go and lie down on the couch with a book and my two dachshunds.
I’ve never had a couch that needed to be cleaned or learned how to couch-clean in general. That feels too grown-up.
When I’m on the couch, I usually have the TV on and my MacBook Air nearby. And sometimes, when my ADD is really kicking in, I have my iPad too. And my iPhone. And a magazine that I haven’t gotten to. And a book under the pillow to my left.
When I was a kid, I’d take a small foam ball and try to get my shot over the couch so it would finish in the corner of the window.
I write almost entirely in bed or on a couch with my feet up on the coffee table. I feel most creative when I’m looking out the window, and my bed and couch have nice views of the New York skyline.
Movies are as old as psychoanalysis. So if I were to put you or anyone else on a couch and say, ‘Tell me your favorite movies,’ it would be a way of psychoanalyzing you.
I’m never just on the couch. Being busy is part of who I am. But it’s hard juggling my family, my husband, balancing that time.
If it’s Saturday night, and you’re sitting on your couch watching ‘Showtime at the Apollo,’ then you’re not a man’s man.
Whenever I would see horror movies I would be traumatized and I’d have to watch them behind my hands or behind the couch sometimes. So I grew up first with authors like John Bellairs and R.L. Stine for kind of the young adult horror. But I found Stephen King in the sixth grade and that was it. I became a rabid fan.
Flipping through the channels late at night, I’ll come across ‘The Longest Yard’ and not be able to get up off the couch until Burt Reynolds has scored the winning touchdown.
When you see people who are really good at game shows, the one common attribute is a cool head under pressure: an ability to perform as well in the studio, surrounded by lights and noise, as you do on your couch.
I like my home to be somewhere where my friends can feel like they can put their feet up on the couch and for it to feel like really easy living. I really love to have my friends over, cook dinner for them, catch up, and spend quality time with quality people in my life.
I just enjoy lying on the couch and reading a magazine.
I have trouble sleeping maybe one night a year. On that special night, I get up and read on the couch until I fall asleep.
I’m not trying to just sit on the couch for a year.
My brother and I slept on the couch. I didn’t get my own room until I was in college. We didn’t even have a telephone until I was in college.
I was on the couch watching Tim Sylvia beat Ricco Rodriguez, Randy Couture beat Tim Sylvia, and Josh Barnett fight in PRIDE.
When I started out as a model, I took things for granted. Because I bagged work thanks to my looks, I didn’t give my body any importance. I was a couch potato who’d eat anything. Then, in 2005, a tabloid ran a story calling me fat. I thought, ‘I’m famous. How can I be fat?’ It was a slap. I decided to get fit.
My mom and I, we have two movies that we watch every year. We watch ‘The Family Stone’ and we watch ‘The Holiday’ and that’s kind of our thing. We may watch them twice. I always know it’s Christmas when my mom and I are on the couch watching that.
Casting couch is not just a man’s fault. It is important to say this because we blame the other side always.
I did face the casting couch when I had gone to sign a film; but I don’t want to name the person. Most people in the film industry are like that. But thankfully, the television industry has been spared of it.
There comes a time when you’ve toured a ton, and a time to be inspired again. Listen to awesome jazz records that are mellow with no words, and just sit there and read a book, or space out on your couch. And eventually, all that inspiration comes.
My weekend might not start on a Friday like everyone else’s, because I could be working on Saturday and Sunday. But when I do get the chance to have some weekend time, I like to hang out with my friends and just chill out on the couch – maybe we’ll watch a documentary or a comedy.
I grew up in a two-bedroom house with my grandfather, my mom and dad and four kids. I slept on the couch or on the floor, and I always wanted to have my own space.
I want to prove to people who sit on a couch and don’t do anything but criticize other people that, if you’re a true athlete or martial artist, you’re not old until you can’t get up and walk around anymore.
If you are sitting on the couch with the TV off, and you are looking into each other’s eyes and talking, that is quality time – so is taking a walk or going out to eat, so long as you are communicating with each other.
I was a huge ‘Charlie’s Angels’ fan when I was a little girl, and I can go back to sitting on my couch in Ottawa, Ontario, watching TV and thinking, ‘How do I get to there from here, because that looks way better.’
I am a dude who is meant to be on a couch in New York City thumbing through magazines.
I know so few people who actually give music their undivided attention, so I’ve been trying to just park myself on the couch between the speakers and listen.
I’m OK with being the Old Spice Guy because before I was the Old Spice Guy I was the guy looking for work on his couch.
Most of my books begin with a nap on my couch here, when I dream up characters and story lines, and then I write on my laptop in the recliner and handle the business side of email at my desk, which is sagging in the middle – maybe from so many words?
I went dead broke – twice! – trying to get Gas Monkey up and going. And when I say broke, I mean sleeping on my sister’s couch and can’t pay-the-rent type broke.
I’ve been performing since I was very little, about three years old. I was inspired at first by the MTV artists of the ’80s and started putting on ‘shows’ in the apartment, most of them set to Michael Jackson’s ‘Bad’ album. In my mind, there was a full lighting rig behind me… but it was just a couch.
I decorated my house like a medieval gothic castle, European-style. Chandeliers and red velvet curtains. My bedroom is pink and black, my bathroom is totally Hello Kitty, I have a massive pink couch and a big antique gold cross.
I haven’t faced a casting couch in the South or Bollywood. But yes, I have faced my share of harassment in both industries. I don’t have the guts to name them because they are powerful people – men and women who made sure I felt helpless.
I’m a loser on Sunday. Yeah, I’m a couch potato. I get up and try and eat and then back on the couch. And watch anything.
If I don’t work, I’ll be sitting on the couch watching TV, eating popcorn and getting like a cow.
Sitting on that couch eating and gaining 20 pounds isn’t exactly fun – there’s only so much you can do.
I was a terribly quiet, shy child. The comedy thing came when I was at university and I started doing stand-up, which I think was a belated compensation for all that time I spent hiding behind the couch.
I don’t have to lay on the couch and see a therapist because my therapist is in my paint brushes.
I don’t have the time to curl up on my couch with a good book.
David and I enjoy a relaxed meal around 8. We like to eat on the couch while we watch TV. Sometimes we channel-flip, but we also watch shows like ‘House of Cards,’ ‘The Crown,’ or ‘Game of Thrones.’
There are more than enough people with serious mental issues who really do need professional help without all the other Toms, Dicks and Harriets rushing to the therapist’s couch.
For me, I went from showering at the YMCA in L.A., eating chicken sandwiches and ramen noodles if lucky, and going from couch to couch. I’m a real story. I know the struggle.
I remember a night when I was living in Swindon on my own, and I couldn’t sit on the couch because there were two cushions, and I couldn’t sit equally between them.
I was eating cereal on my couch when I saw the first commercial for ‘The Wiz’ on TV. I dropped the spoon and the tears came out of nowhere.
I’m a young-old guy. I go home, I don’t need to go out, and I watch TV on my couch and relax, maybe have a cigar here or there. A couple of the coaches tell me, ‘You’re old school for someone who’s young.’
