Adventures in Home-Buying
Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2004 10:12 pm
And lo, it came to pass that Mr. and Mrs. Bug tired of apartment living, and therefore, they went out into the world in search of a new domicile in which to reside.<br><br>"It must have a small yard," both of them said, for neither of them was fond of pushing a mower of lawns about on its tiny, inadequate wheels, nor were they fond of the rasping cough brought on by the mower of lawns' toxic fumes.<br><br>"It must have a two-car garage," both of them said, for they were possessed of two vehicles and neither of them wished to see their automobile stranded in the bitter snow and ice of Minnesota.<br><br>"It must have hardwood floors," said Mrs. Bug, and Mr. Bug agreed, since hardwood was easier to clean. Both of them were possessed of two cats, Buster and Rufus, and the cat Rufus was a furry one indeed, and he was not cohabitating well with the carpet in their current domicile.<br><br>"It must be in range of the mighty gods DSL and CABLE," said Mr. Bug, and Mrs. Bug agreed, for through Mr. Bug's nefarious machinations, she had become a broadband addict as much as he. <br><br>"It must be close to a Mayo bus stop," said Mrs. Bug, for she worked at the Clinic of the Mighty Mother Mayo, and Mother Mayo does not allow her working peons to drive to work. Mr. Bug agreed, for he did not like the idea of driving Mrs. Bug to work every morning at 7:30 AM, for he was and always shall be a night-owl.<br><br>Many houses were looked at and explored, and just as many turned down. Some were discarded due to price, others for being located in neighborhoods with no stop signs and too-curvy streets, and still others rejected for sheer pretentiousness. One condo was explored, and dismissed, for when looked upon from a distance, it appeared to a man's eye as a giant hamster cage set against a golf course, and neither Mr. or Mrs. Bug wished to become caged while in the path of hurtling golf balls. Another house, well maintained and located aptly, was turned down due the actions of the seller, who brought with him a specimen of that most hated of species, The Pushy Realtor. Mr. and Mrs. Bug fled for their lives from that place, barely escaping with their wits and wallets intact, having tried wooden stakes on the Pushy Realtor with no success.<br><br>And then, far along in their pursuit of a home, there appeared a quaint home on the lists, and Mr. and Mrs. Bug did explore it. "It has hardwood floors!" said she, and it was good. "It is within range of CABLE and DSL!" said he, and rejoiced. It was also possessed of a small yard, a proper two-car garage, and a proximate location to a Mayo bus line, and there was much rejoicing.<br><br>And then, as the happy couple explored this house even further, a great discovery was made by Mr. Bug, a discovery that ensured his assent to the purchase of the house. Mrs. Bug, on seeing this discovery, agreed that it was a good thing, for it would keep Mr. Bug occupied and out of trouble.<br><br>Upon descending the stairs into the cool basement of this house, Mr. Bug laid his eyes upon a thing that he had always wanted in life....<br><br>...a <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>lair</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->!<br><br>Yes, a lair like unto those of comic-book super-villain fame! Paneled in brightly stained wood, replete with escape windows and possessed of ample shelf space and secret compartments, it was a joy for him to behold. <br><br>"Excelsior!" exclaimed Mr. Bug as visions of furniture emplacements and hidden speakers danced in his head. "For at last, I shall have a nook to call my own, a cranny in which my vast destruction of pixelated foes can continue unabated, a lair in which my books and my workspace can coexist! At last, my triumph is complete!"<br><br>And so he went, cackling into the night....<br><br>---<br><br>Hehehe. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> Yeah, it's a real lair, folks. Here's a couple of pictures for your enjoyment! The floor is carpeted, but that's 'cause it's in the basement. Everything upstairs is hardwood or vinyl flooring, and it rocks.<br><br><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://scribers.neondsl.com/~ambushbug/ ... g">Picture One</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br><br><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://scribers.neondsl.com/~ambushbug/ ... g">Picture Two</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br><br>Is that not da bomb, or what? <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :D --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/happy.gif ALT=":D"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>We just got the contract inked on this place today, as well as getting Mrs. Bug's house down home closed out as well. It's been a somewhat stressful day, but a good one. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub141.ezboard.com/bxmenclan.sho ... bug>Ambush Bug</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://www.xmenclan.org/images/x.gif" BORDER=0> at: 4/5/04 11:14 pm<br></i>