Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
"nice little place dont have time to list first come first cash gets"
"nice place no better price priced to sell fast" says the listing.
"$435,000? In Nebraska?" says Mary the Nebraskan Realtor.
"That much would get you a nice one-bedroom toolshed around here" says me.
"Candle in the Wind" was probably playing in the background
Found by Kandi. One would think that the sellers would have taken at least one more-appealing photo in the past 11 years... but no.
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.)
How? How does this happen?
How does a tub get in this condition? Do I really want to know? Probably not.
Friday, July 25, 2008
(I don't want to swim in) Chelsea
"Pool? Vortex?" asks househunter Amanda. Me, I'm just surprised that you can still get film for Polaroid Square Shooters.
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