Do you mind?

A little quiet, please? I'm watching my stories.

Oh, yeah.

That's right. You know just how to stack them.

Mrar! Roar! Rar!

This photo, found by Whitney, is how I feel on the third snow day this week. All the funny has been beaten out of me by small children pelting me with Lego. They claim that I'm their mother and should be paying attention to them instead of looking at... well, since my kids are reading over my shoulder I won't spell out what I suspect this might be. I might be wrong, anyway. It could just be... um...

I'll get back to you on that one.

Feed the dragon when he is hungry

Karen found this and didn't know what it was supposed to show, but I think it's clear: it's a moat. Not the most impassable of moats, but clearly a moat.

What sort of a person are you? Find out here!

Clayton found this listing from Riverside, and I have to say it's the grossest one I've ever seen. It's even worse than this one, which I thought would never be topped. So, as a favor to you, I'm just putting this teeny photo in.

You can click on the photo if you want, or not. It's a bit of a personality test, isn't it?

What's this blog about, again?

Karen found this good dog in a listing from San Diego. Good dog! Who's a good dog?

I just realized: if I looked at this blog for the first time today, I would have no freaking idea what it's about. Hunting? Pets? Furniture? Sandwiches?

A little privacy, please?

The chair is embarrassed about being caught in the bedroom. Sorry!

For sale: The Shire

No, not this Shire:


And not this one, which Rebecca found:



But this one, found by David:
I suppose if you're selling a house for a mere $1,250,000, you can't be expected to shell out for a non-fisheye camera lens.

Honesty in real estate listings

Is this picture crooked? Maybe not: the house "has a cracked foundation after a earthquake in the kitchen floor title cracks getting bigger look at pictures also cracks in block wall on the left side of house if standing in front of house" and on and on

Is he here yet? Is he here yet?

These chairs that Karen found, on the other hand, are not having eeevil meetings. They're eagerly trying to look out the window and spot the school bus as they wait for their big brother (a La-Z-Boy) to come home and play with them.

Help us! We're ready to come home!

The alien monsters came bursting out of the furnace and burrowed through the basement ceiling...


Eventually reaching the front lawn where they frantically waved at the sky, hoping the mothership would come to collect them soon.


(Bottom picture found by Lyn.)

Blue, blue, electric blue, that's the color of my room

We call this... the Blue Room. We've left it just the way it was.

Don't blame the chair

For once, it's not a chair having a time out.

Naughty stove. Naughty, naughty stove.

(By the way: this listing shows the washer and dryer out on the back porch. I know L.A. has glorious weather -- if you like warm, sunny days and cool, clear nights, pffft -- but really? Washer and dryer outside? Is this a common thing down there? Does it never rain?)

The carpet needs a haircut

The telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make,
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...

Gotta go! Pie's in the oven!

*vroom*

Here's a listing! Katt found it! No time to get out of the car -- gotta get to the in-laws before Cousin Barb eats all the cranberry sauce! See ya!

*vroom*

Circle of life (or death)

The hula hoop has come to the funeral parlor to pay its respects. Overcome with grief, it collapses on the floor. (Thanks to Mandy for finding this tragic portrait.)

Let us in! Let us in!

Hey! Let us in! It's hot out here! C'mon, we'll be good...

You know those jokes about Seattle weather? Ha. Ha. Ha.

Valerie seemed to think this was an odd choice of photo for a real estate listing, especially if it's going to be the only photo. But sitting here in the Puget Sound Convergence Zone, looking out at yet another overcast day, I have to say that photo of a clear blue sky is just about enough to get me to buy the place.

Last one in's a rotten egg

How can you resist? You know you want a dip. Go on! I'll just be over here with the towels. And the hep E vaccination.

THREE QUARTERS OF A MILLION DOLLARS AND THIS IS WHAT YOU GET

San Francisco, you know I love you... but we have to talk.