Battered Old Bird Saturday, May 14, 2005

Oh, the house we saw on Friday was horrible. ("The House Beautiful is The Play Lousy."--Dorothy Parker.) Plenty of room, but dingy, horribly carpeted and laid out strangely. The feral twentysomethings who seemed to be in charge of the place didn't sweeten the deal. Big ugly dog on the porch: His barking made Wrong Turn Jr. squeeze Mama's hand tigher. Pass.

Meanwhile, one door down was a place we didn't bother to look at--and gazing over the backyard fence we kicked ourselves. Gorgeous lawn, lovely sunken pool, plenty of room...ay yay yay. In thirty years, when the robots come, we'll all look back and laugh.

@ 10:45:00 PM,

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