A catchy ad, don’t you think?
I better rewrite it: Superbly designed... No, wait, does that mean that it was well designed but poorly executed? Or is it simply too braggy? -- Hey look, I designed it! Surely that adds...something?
I'm downsizing again.
And maybe eventually I’ll downsize my way out of existence, leavening nothing but a thin trail – sort of like that left by a snail who moves ever so slowly toward nothingness.
If I sell the condo (such a good deal: two bathrooms, a SubZero, a wine cooler too – your very own wine cellar, damn it!), then the question becomes what then?
Not a problem. Ever since I spent ten days in a New York Bleecker Street walk-up (it was so nearly honest, if not altogether fresh) I think I can be happy anywhere. I’ll even forgo a dishwasher, which says a lot, because the person who dirties dishes most frequently in my house does not know how to properly clean them and so it’s either a washer or wreck the skin of my hands. And I’ll forgo the frontload clothes washer that I have come to love. I do need a shower though. Okay? May I have a shower?
This afternoon, in a quiet celebration of a holiday weekend I biked up and down State Street thinking -- beauty's in the eyes of the holder. That's right, isn't it??
My "Ed" has been living in a treehouse for the past 10 years. It's a massive avocado tree and some of the branches grow right through the house. He's made improvements over the years - running water, electricity, toilet (at ground level) and has television and refrigerator but no cooking facilities. It's very "Swiss Family Robinson" and so attractive to visitors he removed the decking and French doors and installed a trap door to discourage company. Needless to say, he's happy with a simple life (and a girlfriend who does his laundry and cooks for him).
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