Since every- thing is so very, very clean, thanks to the pooter pigeon, I thought I might immortalize it. Also, they like you to do this for insurance records, and I never seem to pull it off.
There is nothing valuable here other than books and art. I guess I should do a video of that stuff. Everything else was given to me or found on the street. How I am fortunate! No one will come to steal my TV.
Good Grief! No comments?
ReplyDeleteO.K. Here goes:
It's so... clean. So Bauhaus. So French Country. So Shabby Chic. so... Cosmopolitan.
How's that?
I love the the historical markers (The Table of No Regret, The Shower of Doom). There must be a few more, but maybe not suitable for print in a family blog.
ReplyDeleteHarrumph. . .
ReplyDeleteThe Unclutter
ReplyDeletelike a tab
of butter
my druther?
spread on bread
instead
WHLF
I could use the gallant Elma...how clean, how neat, how uncluttered!
ReplyDeleteShe did the windows and polished the silver, too. . .
ReplyDeleteThe Trail of Tears? The Refrigerator of Plenty?
ReplyDeleteWhere's Anonymous when you need him?
In the country.
ReplyDeleteThe Den of Iniquity?
The You Made Your Bed?
The Odalisque's Divan?
The Don't Ask Don't Tell Closet?
The Well There's Always the Aerobed?
Where's the peeps? I've never seen your apt. so empty!
ReplyDeleteIsn't everyone who's anyone out of town in August?
ReplyDeleteI think you should get a job at Architectural Digest...they need you
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