They can be so pushy sometimes.

"Hey, guys? It's just me, a fridge, here to share the good news about hydrochlorofluorocarbons. I saw your door was open so I let myself in... Hello? I'll just leave some pamphlets here on the shelf for you to read later..."


(Found by Elizabeth's friend. I can't find a direct link, but go here and type 101188 in the search box if you want more photos of "wood" paneling.)

You never calll, you never write...

dw found this pensive chair, sitting by itself in the warm glow of the florescent lights, staring into the fireplace, thinking about Chair and all the freedom it has...

Scavenger hunt

Somewhere in this photo, I have cleverly hidden a $600,000 house. Can you find it?

She'll be right.

"How can we take a photo in this haze? The air's as thick as a my mum's Pavlova!"

"No worries. We'll just blow the smoke away with this fan."

"Good on ya! That's that sorted, then. Take the snap and let's go to the hotel for some hunkies of snook-lolly."

"I have no idea what you just said."

"Me neither. Sorry. I think she's just making this crap up."

"Cheers."

(Found by Rowan.)

Still drunks, but they're our drunks

"Roscoe Village is like Lakeview without all the drunks and the horrible traffic!" says this optimistic real estate agent in the listing found by Alissa. Lakeview without all the drunks... because one has wandered over into the bathroom.

Cracking up, or about to punch the photographer?

She's going to kick my ass for putting this photo up, isn't she. Don't blame me! Blame Beth! She found it! Here, have a nice glass of wine and relax.

Someday it will become a state

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!