It's always good to know before you move in that you are about to live in a neighborhood where it's prudent to board up any building standing vacant for more than a few hours.
I love the description: "Once was a beautiful Victorian mansion." Perfect for your steampunk house parties!
I actually live just a few miles from this one and trust me -- the whole neighborhood looks like this. Block after block of Victorian mansion-turned-crack house.
This is one of the funniest blogs I have read!!! Your dry, off-the-cuff sense of humor in your captions has made me laugh so hard I have nearly cried. MUCH THANKS!!! I've linked you to my fledgling blog so my few readers can get a kick out of you, too!
I went to college in Pomona. Scary place. My boyfriend belonged to a fraternity that had a house there. It was across the street from a whore house (bordello?) And that was one of the good neighborhoods. Such a shame because the city is full of those huge, old, victorian homes.
This kitchen, I think, would confuse the hell out of me first thing in the morning pre-coffee. There just seem to be too many doorknobs in the photo. I think it's the tiles, but it gives the illusion of too many choices when hunting for the teaspoons.
Thanks for alerting me to the possum, too - gives it ambience.
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It's always good to know before you move in that you are about to live in a neighborhood where it's prudent to board up any building standing vacant for more than a few hours.
I think the half a wicker chair really adds to that second picture. I'm glad they retook it.
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I love the description: "Once was a beautiful Victorian mansion." Perfect for your steampunk house parties!
I actually live just a few miles from this one and trust me -- the whole neighborhood looks like this. Block after block of Victorian mansion-turned-crack house.
This is one of the funniest blogs I have read!!! Your dry, off-the-cuff sense of humor in your captions has made me laugh so hard I have nearly cried. MUCH THANKS!!! I've linked you to my fledgling blog so my few readers can get a kick out of you, too!
I went to college in Pomona. Scary place. My boyfriend belonged to a fraternity that had a house there. It was across the street from a whore house (bordello?) And that was one of the good neighborhoods. Such a shame because the city is full of those huge, old, victorian homes.
Notice that whatever it is in the corner of the counter is still there in the second photo. It looks like a dead cat....
Um, define "mansion"?
my guess is someone broke in during the 7 days between pictures and stole the half-wicker chair, which required the boarding of the window...
or not lol
Victorian? Sure, let's go with that.
And ~~silk...I'm pretty sure that's a dead possum.
victorian mansion?!?!?! WTH? is the real estate agent on crack? i love how real estate agents glorify all their listings when, clearly, it's not.
Bwa-ha-ha! "No electricity, so bring your flashlights." That sure sets the tone.
This kitchen, I think, would confuse the hell out of me first thing in the morning pre-coffee. There just seem to be too many doorknobs in the photo. I think it's the tiles, but it gives the illusion of too many choices when hunting for the teaspoons.
Thanks for alerting me to the possum, too - gives it ambience.
I would be so interested in seeing the book of architecture that would describe this as either victorian or a mansion.
Red carpet, dead possum, iffy looking pool, and a bathroom that will take acid to clean? SWEET!!
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