My House

Here's the story, of a little boy.

Growin' up in a suburban home,

Trying to cope with everyday life,

Who lives in a little house,

That was built, in the middle of the street...    Eminem   

Here is what I want ...turns out it cost $6.2 Million. And, according to Cecilia, that is not even in a "great neighborhood".






Here is what I can almost afford ... @ $300,000. 

I can also ALMOST afford this... for $200,000...but then I could not afford to buy the tent to sleep in, much less, the bulldozer to level the lot enough to even pitch the tent.




Cecilia knew all along I could not afford to buy anything in this town. Even if Cadavers from Cairo is a smash hit and I get the part in Phantom Guitar I cannot think of buying anything in this city. I will have to commute from Nevada! But it turns out the real estate diva had other plans. After she drove me around all afternoon just to prove I am not a potential customer, she took me back to her place...based on what I saw today she either bought it during the Great Depression or she pulled a Bonnie and Clyde at some bank. That place is cherry sweet. And for that matter, that diva is cherry sweet. I would say the picture she has on the billboards is a good ten years old...but she is still one fine piece of work.

Let me just say, we cooled off with a couple of martini's and then we heated things up a bit.