Hot again...

So taking less or rather advertising a lower range and offering the bloody moon has gotten the fearful into the place and ready to make offers. We countered one lowball offer today with an equal response, so next week maybe we'll see how the flop plays out with the turn and river cards and where we stand in the deal. Escrow was said to close on the 20th of next month, hmmm 10 days to pack up 4 years of life and find a place after the 17 day backout (or whatever it's called in real estate jargon) period has ended. Can you say 'Rent back'?

The lure of the Italian Opera

Or, I want a Ducati mommy...

The local Ducatistas had their monthly meet up in Little Italy tonight and I felt the urge to go and see all the Italian beauties up close and personal. Ah the sound of the twin and the dry clutch that is a Ducati, truly a symphony for the ears. You can read about it all you want, but to hear it is yet another thing all together. Wonderous indeed.

Grazie Bolonga!

Bring out yer dead!

My home is beginning to become a repository for loved one's ashes... I say beginning because I have only 2 remains at the moment. I wonder when it will increase in number and other loved ones cremains begin to play musical chairs and I'll have to play host to dead people/animals.

My wife's cat's ashes were the first to take up resting here for what seems to be enternity. I thought ashes were either to be placed into some cemetary/resting area for dead loved ones or (preferred...) scattered in some place that the 'loved one' loved to go and such.

'Pepper' was cremated a few years back and has been sitting in a nice white cardboard box waiting for well ah Godot for all I know back behind some books on the bookshelf. We had thought of scattering her back in Georgia, her home state but that is yet (as you know) to happen.

Sooooo.... today my wife informs me that the neighbor's relation has dropped off her (the neighbor) husband's (common law) ashes because he was not able to access her place. But now get this, half of them. His mother wanted them as well, so I guess they decided to do a 50/50 split. And she feels that they need to be placed into her hands without her daughter's knowledge. The thought being that she might be curious and open up the bag containing them. And by the way my neighbor and her mother in law are like this: @#*$^%&!!!

Oh the joy of familial relations.

So now his ashes (or ah half of them...) are sitting not far from Pepper's waiting for delivery, which I hope and will see to it, is tomorrow... God willing of course and I don't find myself in a position to end up on the shelf in a box during the night.