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hey Charley I'm pregnant and living on 9-th street right above a dirty bookstore off euclid avenue and I stopped taking dope and I quit drinking whiskey and my old man plays the trombone and works out at the track.

(his 48th b-day party)

and he says that he loves me

even though its not his baby

and he says that he'll raise him up

like he would his own son

and he gave me a ring

that was worn by his mother

and he takes me out dancin

every saturday nite.

(2 gay sailors playing badminton)

and hey Charley

I think about you

everytime I pass a fillin' station

on account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair

and I still have that record

of little anthony & the imperials

but someone stole my record player

how do you like that?

(an all white party)

hey Charley I almost went crazy

after mario got busted

so I went back to omaha to

live with my folks

but everyone I used to know

was either dead or in prisons

so I came back in minneapolis

this time I think I'm gonna stay.

hey Charley I think I'm happy

for the first time since my accident

and I wish I had all the money

that we used to spend on dope

I'd buy me a used car lot

and I wouldn't sell any of em

I'd just drive a different car

every day

dependin on how I feel.

(Beckles is back, clearing up my mis-understanding that 'all whites' was clothing, not race -which was great, since the latter made me quite uncomfortable)

hey Charley

for chrissakes

do you want to know the truth of it?

I don't have a husband

he don't play the trombone

and I need to borrow money

to pay this lawyer

and Charley,

hey I'll be eligible for parole

come valentines day.

And to finish it off, our newest home - the last one we had for sale. Gobbled up like the last piece of pecan pie on a table surrounded by stoners.

Amazingly, these pics were taken on a Saturday, with men working everywhere. It's how we do it - all hardcore, all the time.

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Cottage 19 went into deposit yesterday. Once again, for 4 straight years - all sold out. Great Recession, Great Schmession. Anyone have a house I can sell? Need inventory.

Who's going to tell me my boy isn't chip off the ol' 'lady killer' block? These 3 Southern Belles are obviously entranced as my son waxes poetically on a wide range of sophisticated topics.

Dad still paying tribute to MJ with a seersucker moonwalk.

This the Virginia Tech fraternity house I hope he doesn't join.

Blacksburg is an old town, judging from the original town hall established in 1798.

Nice southern architecture. I'm always looking for new design ideas, and we spend a lot of time looking for new designs - it's pretty difficult, since I'm pretty picky and there is a lot of bad architecture out there.

This oldy probably dates into the 1700's. I'm a big fan of the south - read Civil War books incessantly.

The bride and her Father.

Paul, future head of the AMA - presently a med student, just off a 4 year tour at U. of Georgia.

And Lucas getting ready for the wedding with a quick bath in the hotel sink.

My Dad, My Son, and fake wood dog with collar in the background.

Just a couple more child shots for this Sunday morning, in order to further endear my readers and evoke that sought after 'what a guy!' utterance I so badly seek.

And if this picture just doesn't wrap the whole weekend up, as we all do the walk of shame, Sunday Morning. Note the vodka bottle by the back wheel.

Well, that's about it for this morning. Lisa and Lucas met Gayle (and her mom) from Cottage 15 fame for breakfast over in Pennsylvania, then off the to Callicoon Farmer's Market. I'm here alone on this cool Sunday Morning, thinking about heading down to Matamoris Home Depot to pick up a little of this and a little of that.

Jeanne and Deb (cottage 14) and Pablo and Ana (cottage 7) sponsored a Cottage crawl yesterday, and Gavin and Emily threw a bash for Gavin's 47th birthday. My new easy-carry badminton set was requested, and lots of enjoyment was derived from that simple game.

I'm thinking ref's chair, and neon scoreboard where player's names can be inputted and their scores tallied. Maybe even an online league to track the winners (me) and losers (all other challengers).

June it rained everyday, hard. Now July has proven more of the same. This has to the wettest 'summer' on record, if you can call this summer. Perversely, the weekends have been great - it just rains throughout the week, making us look real bad to a lot of people waiting on us finishing this and that exterior project.

All for now - It's Sunday, July 19 - about 65 degrees, about 10:02am.

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Even John D. Rockefeller would be impressed with our success with vertical integration and subsequent monopolization of the cool second home lifestyle. By cutting out and minimizing the middlemen everywhere, from architects to real estates agents, we have found a way to produce pretty amazing homes at pretty amazing prices creating pretty amazing values that anyone can see. We've been pretty amazingly busy - with seriously 2 or 3 calls a day not just inquiring but asking how to get in line, how to get a house. Once again, we not just start a risky speculative series of houses, but with the exception of one, we got them all under contract and that one will go soon with people pledging deposits over the phone. This isn't meant to be boastful, since that would infer arrogance when what we are really trying to do is sell homes, stay in businesses, provide for our families, continue to grow and BE THE ONLY GAME IN TOWN. Here a big morning fire with a big dump truck close enough to burn the paint off the cab. 7:30 am, dumping some septic system fill for the excavator.

Below is the only house we have left for sale - at 960 sq ft, 2 bedrooms and a great open floor plan and a bathroom that belongs in a much larger home. The house has electric, plumbing and is already insulated - the sheetrock delivered and starting tomorrow. We smartly decided to use cedar shake on this little beauty, and small smart stone on the approach side. I mean, she's good looking, and this is coming from a very discerning judge of good looking ness.

Inspired by a local home, just updated with bigger windows, more open floor plan, better heating, electric, warmer, cooler, etc...

Yes, to our frequent readers, this house still is in our inventory, ready to sell, in contract, all contingencies met, just waiting on the dates for the closing. This picture was snapped moments before a vicious rain storm this morning, and the light is sort of bouncing off the white trim. I'm thinking this deal will be consummated in the next week.

And Cottage 22 - Bronson and Courtney took the bull by the horns, and jumped in on this one - the first purchasers at our new project over on Tuthill Road in Lumberland. She's really coming along and we have a project close date of Mid to late September.

And Cottage 17, one of our larger cottages that average about 1300 sq ft, and usually fit almost 2 full baths. On 8 acres, on a lonely road 1 miles from the Delaware River, these gentlemen who signed up last week will never suffer from lack of peace, quiet, and serenity.

July 16, 2009 - deep in the midst of an historic recession - and we busier than hell, selling houses like lottery tickets - which, in a sense, they are - the buyers are lucky persons indeed. And the way it's going, it's easier to win the lottery or get hit by lightening than be decisiveness enough to buy one of our homes. But we welcome any effort, nevertheless.