Since it rained all day Saturday, I was able to read Musicophilia (Oliver Sacks) in almost its entirety. It is my kinda geeky read about music and the brain. It also gave a a new set a maladies to worry about. It is like the medical students developing every disease they study. In the back of my mind I worried that I would develop music hallucinations like the case studies in the book!
I also just heard a major flashback on the radio(Six Different Ways, by the Cure). Man, that takes me back to the school bus with a walkman in high school. I am pretty sure it was not a hallucination, because Mike acknowledged hearing it too.
Hit some open houses today. There was another house in our area that needs work (price not bad for 'round here), but has really good potential. I really dug a house we saw in Rye, but Mike was not on board for that one. We also did drivebys in the pouring rain to assess neighborhood flooding and check out some alternate areas. I swear we get more confused the more we look. We are both wishy washy and would be cool with a lot of options 'round here. Before we see a house in our town, we agree on a story about where we live. I have determined that there is common type of woman from this area (typically in her 50s-70s) who is abnormally nosy. For example, they ask where we live. They then want full addressess, who we bought the house from, etc. I have no idea why they even give a shit frankly. They just tend to fluster me with the third degree. Why should I give a shit where they grew up or why would they care which street exactly we live on? It is like saying, "How are you?" and following up with "Why do you feel fine? Is is your love life? Is it your career? Did you just have a satifying meal?
6 comments:
well maybe they will even do a background check on you guys after you leave...he he he.
the lady yesterday was annoying, she was the sister of the owner, and you could tell the realtor did not like her around.
They also made us take off our shoes to tour a house with floors that needed rehab and old carpets.
You will think this is an odd comment for such a huge purchase, but you can really overthink things when you are house shopping. The more you look, the worse it can get.
On the bright side, with both of our purchases, we knew as soon as we walked in "this is the one". (In fact, we agreed to write an offer like 5 minutes after walking into the cottage.) The more houses you see, the more you know what you want. You will know it when you see it. Don't get discouraged, it is a pain, but well worth it in the end.
KC
Amen Brother K! I would be stoked to find a really f'd up house if M were working.
As for the "music and the brain", thanks. Now the theme music to "Pinky and the Brain" is stuck in my head.
-P
Oh, and I might add, at least they're not asking about your "regularity"... yet!
-P
its Pinky and the Brain,
Pinky and the Brain,
One is a genius,
the other's insane,
they're laboratory mice,
their genes have been spliced,
they're dinky,
They're Pinky and the Brain brain brain brain brain!
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