Wednesday WTF
When the Gusman and I moved to Dallas in 1995, we lived in a duplex behind the Lovers Lane Antique Market. Behind their building was a massive statue of Daniel Boone that was for sale. Because of the fence that separated our street from their property, we could only see Daniel Boone from the shoulders…
“This home is in immaculate condition and being sold As Is.” What do those words mean to you, my lovely readers, the majority of whom are masters of the real estate world? Until today, I thought immaculate meant spotlessly clean or containing no flaws. Apparently I was wrong. Hard to believe I know. Here’s another…
There are times when I wake up in the morning and I feel completely up for a challenge. Bring it on, as they say. Well great big donkey that I am, I said such an absurd thing when looking at the house featured in this week’s column. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Swimmers have the nicest physiques.…
Fair warning, I am underdressed to write about the home featured in this week’s column. But allow me to say that unless you are in a three piece suit with a pocket watch or wearing some dress with 10 pounds of underwear, a parasol, and go around saying “Well I do declare,” then, you too,…
The old slogan “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” is no more. It is official. Thanks to the interwebs, what happens in Vegas absolutely does not stay in Vegas no matter how much we beg. “Puh-lease keep it in Vegas. Puh-lease.” It’s no use. The house featured in this week’s column proves the adage…
