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June 08, 2004
Chemicals, Man
We've been toying with the idea of buying a house before interest rates go up, so I've been checking around to see what's on the market in a couple of areas in which we're interested. Online of course; gas is too expensive to drive around looking. (Though I did fill 'er up when I came through Siloam Springs this afternoon at $1.849, which was pretty sweet considering it's $1.959 here.)
Anyway, I was initially delighted to discover there were several local realtors with websites, complete with exterior as well as interior shots of many of their listings. I say initially because I soon discovered there are a whole lot of people around here with seriously bad taste in interior design. I don't mean ones where you snicker, point and say "what were they thinking". I mean seriously bad like someone should buy the place and burn it to the ground to get rid of it bad. Scary, really.
But I have found one potential, though I think their asking price is a little steep. The house is no great punkins, but there's 15 acres of land with it. With a pond. And trees. And a big field. It's only a short drive away from Mike's work & my school. And there's a totally orgasmic organic garden.
Ha! I know how to fix that. If we weren't meant to use DDT, we wouldn't have invented it, right?
Better living through chemistry I always say.
Posted by Rita at June 8, 2004 05:54 PM
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Hooray for Dupont!
I occasionally remind greenies that rattlesnake venom is organic, yet none of them seem willing to drink it.
Posted by: Keith at June 8, 2004 09:46 PM
Not so completely unrelated to your subject, but, your reading suggestion was (I realize casually given, yet) wonderful. I had several days off for a shift rotation and read Choiring of the Trees and Architecture of the Arkansas Ozarks. I read both books without stopping and found my mom, and some of her thoughts and ways, on several of the pages. I know all of those towns and am related to many of the people in or near them. It's odd that I've always felt a sense of connection to that beautiful place, and at the same time a sense of relief that we escaped the poverty and agoraphobia that our relatives seem to be drowning in, and that didn't change. Have read only a few pages of Cockroaches of Stay More but am prepared to not like it. So far the characters are cockroaches speaking like the people who live there, and in a way it reminds me of Richard Brautigan's Trout Fishing in America. Not the content, the feeling that "maybe I get it, but then maybe there's nothing to get."
FYI, McMurtry's Texasville is the story of the town I have lived in since leaving the Ozarks. Although I actually live in New Mexico, all of the Southeastern New Mexico/West Texas oilfield towns are the same, the names are just changed to protect the innocent.
Posted by: kenneth at June 9, 2004 02:37 AM
Better Living Through Chemistry. Hm...has a familiar ring to it...
;-)
Posted by: david at June 9, 2004 04:38 AM
I couldn't agree more Keith. So is cow piss, but I don't see any of 'em making cocktails out of it.
Glad you liked them Kenneth. IMO those are two of his best, Architecture is my favorite. I've also read Butterfly Weed, but didn't think it was as good. I'll prolly pass on Cockroaches. I usually don't care for that kind of artsy stuff. Like modern art, I understand it, but I think it's dumb. BTW, Texasville is one of my favorite reads.
What can I say David? I am a child of the 60's. ; )
Posted by: rita at June 9, 2004 07:28 AM