"...needs work, roof, carpet, paint, etc, deck is rotten..." So, other than the roof and the deck -- which leaves what, exactly, when you have a wall-free house? -- it's in great shape.
(I'm cheating a little, because I doubt it's possible to take a better photo of this house, but I'm so amused by the idea of a dome in Fife that I'm putting it up anyway.)
Insert your own "Your Mama's pancakes are so heavy..." joke here.
Not everyone knows this, but -- as this listing found by Susan shows in its only photo -- here in Washington Territory, half of all houses are stockades. True!
Really the photo above is an excuse for me to quote from the listing: the "old outhouse still standing!" The cabin has "not flooded that seller's know of."
What are you waiting for? It can only have become even more beautiful in the two years since the photo was taken!
"When will Cousin Servo come down to Earth and take me away from all this?" sighed the poor little robot, its head glowing gently in the sunlight.
(Found by Helen.)
DO NOT SIT HERE
DO NOT OPEN THIS FRIDGE
FEEL FREE TO TAKE A NICE RELAXING NAP HERE, THOUGH. AHHH. SO WARM.
Mary found this unusual feature. All I have to say is: don't let my kids see this. Or my husband. Or, for that matter, me. Man, that's awesome! But it needs a pool at the bottom. And a bouncy castle on top. Or maybe I need to cut back a little on the caffeine.
No, really, I swear, that's the shape of the windows. And the fireplace. I did too build them the right size! You and all your fancy "Plan before you build" ideas. Pffft. I can wing it. Carpentry's mostly about guesswork, anyway.
(Found by Stef.)
Arr, maties! The sloop Dustbunny sails again! Raise the Jolly Roger! Hoist the mainsail! Shiver my timbers! Keel my haul! Kiss my grits!
Rar! I want to go on a spree in this room! Throw paint! Wear my outside shoes! Jump up and down! Roast a pig! Move one chair a fraction of an inch away from the wall and watch the homeowner go insane!
I spend a ridiculous amount of time looking at listings, and I'm finding this one refreshing. No "A little TLC and this gem will shine!" No "Act now because this one's going fast!" No "A total remodel!" Just "front of house looks average." Ho hum.
Man, this room was made for kids to play Lifeboat on. Don't let your feet touch the carpet! No, really, I mean it, don't let your feet touch the carpet. Not because you're playing Lifeboat, but because the dust bunnies will leap out and kill us all.
There's something about this listing that makes me feel... sad. A bit down in the dumps. Mildly unhappy. No, that's not it... melancholy? My hopes have been unfulfilled. :( . Things just don't feel right. I'm feeling the pressure of the times. I'm gloomy. I'm as melancholy as a gib cat, as grave as a mustard pot. Looking at the photo just makes me feel...
Nope, can't come up with the word, sorry.
Found by Mr. Zarquon on Magnolia Voice.
Probably it's because I read 1984 at an impressionable age, but this listing (found by Susan) is giving me the creeps. Why is the TV watching the bed? Why won't it go away? Please go away, TV. Please give the nice people some privacy.
P.S. I know I've been sent this before, but I can't find the original e-mail or any post I made from it. So apologies to whoever sent it. And more apologies if I'm repeating myself. And I apologize for that parking job -- I really could've done better. And I'm sorry that I don't always wash the empty containers properly before I put them in the recycling bin. And I'm sorry that I'm using such small type here. It must really be hard on your eyes.
Yes, this is what all real estate listings look like here in Seattle. Some day we will build houses, but for now it's just boats.
