House Hunting Adventures
May 26, 2005
Ten months in Texas by the way this weekend.
No new tale to tell at the moment. Just the same old routine. Except Holly and I are actually venturing into places o look at houses. That is fun. Unless you are looking into the deep country side where the houses are actually mansions and you cannot afford them. And then there are the places where next to the sign that says the area is prone to flooding is a measuring stick so you can see how deep the water will be when God, Buddha and Vishnu decide to flood the earth again except for two of each kind of critter. Oh, and the places that are nice but to get there you have to travel up a two lane highway that is curvier than Scarlett Johannsen and the speed limit is 65mph and everyone is going at least 85mph. You drive a decent speed (say 70mph) as to not fly off the curve but there are bastards behind you who keep flashing their lights because they cannot drive at the speed at which they think is decent (I think 4373246573576574564654 mph). Maybe their house is on fire or they need to go pee. Just pass me already you bastards!
Oh well.
By the way, there is also a big push here to remind people to buckle up. The ads on TV are hilarious- you think they just caught Osama but no, they are just stopping some hick who forgot to use their seatbelts. Staining red the wasted metaphor. In a town where everyone is supposed to be smart (there was a poll a few weeks back that listed this town as one of the smartest in the country) then why do we need to be reminded to wear our seatbelts?
Anyway, we did see some decent and nice houses. The new ones are cool- but who knows what the neighbourhood will eventually be like since the rest of the homes are still being built? But, it is nice to see places where the paint is still fresh and the tiles still shiny. I like shiny stuff. I am distracted easily by shiny stuff.
The previously resided in homes are mostly cool as well. Of course, there are some that you may want to avoid like the plague. And you always want to know why they are not living there anymore. Bad neighbors? Evil Cults? Roaming midgets? Gangbanging minors? A measuring stick next to a sign that the area is prone to flooding?
It will be nice to finally get a house wherever and whenever that happens.
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http://www.myspace.com/catterpillarboy
http://catterpillarboy.blogspot.com/
Ten months in Texas by the way this weekend.
No new tale to tell at the moment. Just the same old routine. Except Holly and I are actually venturing into places o look at houses. That is fun. Unless you are looking into the deep country side where the houses are actually mansions and you cannot afford them. And then there are the places where next to the sign that says the area is prone to flooding is a measuring stick so you can see how deep the water will be when God, Buddha and Vishnu decide to flood the earth again except for two of each kind of critter. Oh, and the places that are nice but to get there you have to travel up a two lane highway that is curvier than Scarlett Johannsen and the speed limit is 65mph and everyone is going at least 85mph. You drive a decent speed (say 70mph) as to not fly off the curve but there are bastards behind you who keep flashing their lights because they cannot drive at the speed at which they think is decent (I think 4373246573576574564654 mph). Maybe their house is on fire or they need to go pee. Just pass me already you bastards!
Oh well.
By the way, there is also a big push here to remind people to buckle up. The ads on TV are hilarious- you think they just caught Osama but no, they are just stopping some hick who forgot to use their seatbelts. Staining red the wasted metaphor. In a town where everyone is supposed to be smart (there was a poll a few weeks back that listed this town as one of the smartest in the country) then why do we need to be reminded to wear our seatbelts?
Anyway, we did see some decent and nice houses. The new ones are cool- but who knows what the neighbourhood will eventually be like since the rest of the homes are still being built? But, it is nice to see places where the paint is still fresh and the tiles still shiny. I like shiny stuff. I am distracted easily by shiny stuff.
The previously resided in homes are mostly cool as well. Of course, there are some that you may want to avoid like the plague. And you always want to know why they are not living there anymore. Bad neighbors? Evil Cults? Roaming midgets? Gangbanging minors? A measuring stick next to a sign that the area is prone to flooding?
It will be nice to finally get a house wherever and whenever that happens.
________________________________________________________________________
http://www.myspace.com/catterpillarboy
http://catterpillarboy.blogspot.com/
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