Archive for June, 2008

“Oh crap, someone wrote on the wall here…”
“Eh, don’t worry — just paint over it and nobody will notice.”

No, no, the room gets plenty of sunlight. It’s not dark at all. Why do you ask?

Yes, this is really a photo from a listing… but unfortunately it’s almost incomprehensible, so it’s impossible to tell what’s going on (unless you read an article about it, but that’s no fun).

“Marry a Princess Lost in America / Create the Magic with this Fairy Tale Princess,” it says. “There is also a 1st floor Powder room.”

I think they put the tiles on the wrong two surfaces. Hold on:

Ah, much better.

Do not make the house angry. You wouldn’t like it when it’s angry.

Do you like it?

OK, how about now?

What about now? You’ll buy it, right?

Now?

(These are the only photos in the listing. Perhaps there was an earthquake while they took the photos.)

I can’t tell from the photo if these teensy curtains are on the shower curtain rod, or if they’re in front of the window. Either way… wha’?

If I had a room like this in my house, I would earn pin money by holding séances in my spare time.

This house is for sale:

As the listing says, it’s an “excellent opportunity to own the property of legendary jazz artist Ernestine Anderson.” But then it says the value is in the land, so really it’s an opportunity to buy her house and knock it down.

Despite the Vaseline on your camera lens, I can still tell that something has gone horribly, horribly wrong on that carpet. Still, I’m happier with it blurry, I think.