i cannot wait to order my "ride on carry on" so that b can haul me around the airport whenever we travel. i would be a fussy passenger, i fear. but i would definitely get closer to having six-pack abs doing a constant V-up to keep my legs from dragging. mush, faster to the starbucks!
part of putting your house on the market includes filling out a "seller's property disclosure statement" - a form that is required so buyers know of any issues with the property. no doubt a reasonable demand, some of the questions are, let's say interesting.
first, when i bought this place in 2002, this form was 2 pages long. now it is 9 pages long, over 300 lines to fill out. i know that this type of bloated paperwork is always the result of some random lawsuit somewhere that adds another "cover your ass" requirement. most of the questions are understandable -- was there ever water damage? what is the age of the roofing material? has lindsey lohan vomitted on the property? has methamphetamine ever been produced in the property? are you aware of any human remains, burials or cemeteries located on the property? (i can only assume the movie poltergeist is responsible for that question) but my favorite part - there is a statement at the end of the form which specifies some of the things the seller does not have to disclose - that includes any "perceived paranormal activity" or whether there is a nursing home nearby. so much for preventing another poltergeist. don't come crying to me when you wake up in the bathtub covered in grape jelly.
i cannot wait to be there again...
