Loom in the room

A friend once gave me a commerical room sized loom because I wanted to be a weaver. It took up our entire living room. No couch, no chairs. Just the loom. To my credit we didn't start hanging laundry on it for some 6 weeks.
The end came though one morning when my son, Sol said, "I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed the loom was coming after me. The loom was trying to kill us all."
I gave the loom to a local school and I can just hope they had better luck with it then we did.