Showing posts with label Utah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Utah. Show all posts

Thursday, July 16, 2009

This is why everyone should wear nametags all the time


Man, I hate mingling at parties. I just can't remember people's faces... and some parties are so much more difficult that way, like the ones where all the guest are... um... headless.

Found by Jill, a long time ago. You wouldn't believe how behind I am in my e-mail.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Thanks, fairy godmother!



Jill found this Utahan Cinderella, waiting for the pumpkin coach to pull up and whisk her to the ball...

Utahan?
Utahesque?
Utite?
Utahstic?

Monday, December 1, 2008

No, it's not a coffin. That would be silly.



Jump out of bed and stumble to the bathtub
Pour myself a cup of...
uh... okay, my idea sort of falls apart here. Thanks to Jay for the listing.

Monday, November 10, 2008

All you need to know



If you were going to have only one photo for a listing, would this be the one you chose? Of course! What else could people be curious about? True I can't tell what this is a photo of, but I've never been to Utah. I'm sure it makes sense to locals.

Found by a real estate professional who wishes to remain anonymous.

Friday, November 7, 2008

The housing bubble is doing fine


For those of you -- and it's to your credit -- who found the previous listing to be too much, Ironygirl found a nice bubble to climb into and float away... wait for me! I'm coming too!

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Cousin Itt, dressed for summer


Cousin Itt and his (her?) family has found a home -- in Utah, of all places! Thanks to Anne for the good news.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

For that Soviet ski chalet look


Maybe this doesn't belong here, because the photo isn't demonstrating poor taste on the real estate agent's part. I think that this is just what the place looks like. You know, your standard parade viewing stand next to an A-frame sort of place. With someone dancing next to it.

That's what life is like every day in Utah, isn't it?

Found by Alisha.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Toga! Toga! Toga!




Is this a frat house? Why else would there be keg cups everywhere? And is that a Christmas decoration tossed down the stairs? I am confused, frightened. (And grateful to Kim for finding it.)