Archive for August, 2008

Wave “hello” to the owners! Hi! Here they are! And wave at Anne, who found the listing! Now back to waving at the owners!

Look out! The house is being attacked by small green aliens! Everybody run for your lives!

(Found by Amanda)

I’d be on the floor from drinking all that, too.

Good night, sleep tight, be prepared to be attacked by hordes of bedbugs, see you in the morning!

Seth found this happy dog. For just $16,900,000 it isn’t really worth getting Rex out of the pool, is it? I know my cat required a deposit of 18 mil before he’d stop scratching the sofa.

Look, I have small children myself. I know how annoying they can be. But really — and you might want to check your county’s laws about this, but I’m pretty certain it’s true nationally — you’re not allowed to keep them at the bottom of a mine shaft.

Found by Teresa.

These charming pots were found by Roy. “Big pots, little pots, flying pots,” he says. “Pots on parade.”

Pots!

(I really do sort of like the pots. I do not know why.)

No need to mop! Let our amazing new basement technology clean itself! Rinses automatically. Over and over and over again.

Thanks to Paula for this basement with a babbling brook. (Is that seaweed on the walls?)

This is where they made pitstops while filming this scene:

Josh sent me this listing, because of the condition of the house. Yeah, sure, there’s a photo that shows nothing but a crammed closet. And yes, the bathroom is astoundingly cluttered and it would’ve only taken three seconds to clear the counter and take a good photo.

But I forgive them everything, because they have had the excellent idea to put a foosball table in the kitchen. I shall copy them. I’ll have to toss my table away to make room, but I don’t care. Foosball! In the kitchen! Brilliant!