Korch? Katio? Keck?

Kim found this listing. She was intrigued by the bathroom which, I will admit, has a certain oh-my-gawdness about it:



But for me, it's the... porch? Kitchen? Korch? Pitchen? I have no idea what this room is:


Maybe it's because I live in a rainforest, but this makes no sense to me.

I've never been to Texas. Is this, like the outdoor washers and dryers in Southern California, totally normal? You guys are all, "Four walls? Hell, no!" and just have your kitchens hanging out in the back yard?

Wahooo!

Thanks to Allison for this exciting listing! Yeah! Let's go buy a house! A house that looks oddly like a motel! But who am I to judge? My house looks oddly like a thrift store! So... go, househunters!

"The best I can do is post some with my family in them."

What? What more do you need? This is what you would look like if you lived here. So. D you want it or not?

(Found by Anna.)

The captain has turned on the "Fasten seat belts" sign

I'm trying to do some technical things on this blog that are far beyond my skills. Apologies if it looks weird and / or breaks in the next few days.

Don't hurt me

A treadmill! A trampoline! A... a... an arm pully thing-a-ma-jig! I would say something mean, but I'm afraid the homeowners could kick my ass. Please don't hurt me. Go hurt Amy, she's the one who found your listing. Sorry Amy.

Yes, we have no bananas, we have no bananas todaaaay

I'm not saying they have bananas hanging from the ceiling. I'm saying they don't have bananas, so that's okay.

I'm also not saying that I can even tell what room this is. I think that's a stove, but does that really narrow things down?

(Found by Daniela. She liked the bathroom, but I got stuck on the ... kitchen?)

Chair contest winner

Man, you guys are great. Or sick, I really can't tell the difference any more. With each entry I'd say "There's the winner! No, there!" Those chairs and their magic eye seminars, their anticipation of strippers, their drinking problems. So sad.

It's not easy, but... (drum roll)... the winner is:

randilee!

"These chairs are still here," the weary undertaker wispered to his wife. "Don't they know the visitation was from 7 to 9 p.m.? If they don't leave soon I'm going to have to turn out the lights."

Thank you, randilee!