We were doing yard-work for the house. The house is on the market. I feel sad and full of Taco Bell.
My father had me do the edges of the yard, because the Realtor was coming over to take pictures, and it had to look good. So, I was hunched over, like I was the Hunchback of Las Vegas. Good thing I'm not. So, consequently, my leg hurts. I had fun. Later, we went to Taco Bell and I had one of those "Big Box Meals". My mom promptly ate one of my tacos, and I had to get another one for me and one for my sister. I said, "2 MexiMelts, please." But then, my sister quickly said, "And one Soft Taco." So, I was stuck with two MexiMelts. What do you do?
I know. Eat them. And, I did.
One last thing.
I have been making some site changes. I now have a Favicon, or, one of those small pictures next to the title or address of the site. Yay! I also have a logo, if you haven't noticed. Thirdly, I have posted a search and follow by email add-ins. At the top, I have posted a poll.
May the odds be ever in your favor, and remember, tomorrow is another big, big, day!
Showing posts with label Realtors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Realtors. Show all posts
Friday, June 17, 2011
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Cherubs,
Cleaning,
MexiMelts,
Moving,
Realtors,
The
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I Use Motorized Scissors and Eat Burritos
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
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Brings,
Hello,
Joe,
Moon,
Moving,
musings,
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Realtors,
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Orange Moon brings Realtors
If you hadn't heard, there was a lunar eclipse today, and I did see it, although it wasn't visible in North America (Nice. Wait, what?) I'm still in North America, where it is 106 degrees. I watched it on Slooh and, well, the moon was orange. It was possibly the weirdest thing I had ever seen. The moon was glowing orange. Like radiating the color.
And my friend missed it. The next really good will be in another 11 years. Poor Joetom2000.
Today, a Realtor is coming over to have my parents sign some papers and put the house on the market. Fun, right? Not, whatsoever. He might put the inevitable in the yard. The sign.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
And my friend missed it. The next really good will be in another 11 years. Poor Joetom2000.
Today, a Realtor is coming over to have my parents sign some papers and put the house on the market. Fun, right? Not, whatsoever. He might put the inevitable in the yard. The sign.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
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