One wheel wheelie mek me wheelie one wheel

It's a shopping cart!

It's a bicycle!

No, it's a shopcycle!

Come in! Come in! Come in! Come in! Come in! Come in!

What? Why would you have a creepy feeling about this house that April found? I don't see a single thing wrong with it. Tra la la...

(choir of angels)

Jim found this listing. He thinks it's an alien abduction about to happen, but I think it's God. In the kitchen. Just saying "hi." And maybe getting a drink of water. Really, if God shows up in the kitchen, is it fair to make Him drink from the faucet? Go on, give Him a glass.

Listing listing

This is how this photo looks when I, with my monkey-like computer skills, put it on this blog:




This is how it looks in the listing, which Dawn found:



Either way... dang. The listing says "Basement has direct walk out of family rm." Do you think the basement and the family room are on the same floor?

Oh, wait. Here it is on Google Street View:


....which straightens everything out, so to speak. So yes, a computer can take a better photo than this real estate agent can. Not that the agent should feel embarrassed about that or anything.

Hide! Hide! The real estate agent is coming!

I've decided not to put any photos with children on my blog, in case... ah... eeevil people see the listing and go to the house and kidnap the children and refuse to return them until the parents agree to co-sign on their mortgages. Fortunately the person who put together this listing -- found by Siobhan -- agrees with me. Children? What children?

Cleans up real good

Before! After! At least I hope I have these two photos, found by Roy, in the right order...

Living in Midget Village

"Serious offers from seriously tiny people only," writes Chzzy.