Thursday, May 1, 2008

So... calm.

There's just no pleasing me. I complain if there's too much furniture; I complain if the house is an empty void.

Included: oven, plants, fridge, plants, water cooler, plants




The furniture is gone, but the plants remain. As do the dog food bowls. The house has a sort of The World Without Us air about it... (It's mine for just half a million bucks -- which goes well with the half a year it's been listed for.)

It's as if I already lived there.


From this photo, we learn that the house has a floor. And some walls.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

So that's what chairs look like.

What is this supposed to tell me -- a potential buyer -- about the house? That it has walls?

Great... tracts of land.

Ah, the glory.

Stagers? Pshaw.



It does feel like home, it's true. (They're asking $875,000, by the way.)

It's all about finding the right house for us



This house would be great for us, because we look like this:


...but unfortunately my son has an eraser for a head, so we'll keep looking.