Something odd in the mail this past week: a flyer from some real estate agent. He wanted us to know they'd just reduced the price for a house quite nearby. In fact, on our block; it's a bungalow across the street and a little bit south where even when you stare at it you can't pay attention to it.
It's odd, right, that the agent would try and sell a house to people who already live almost next door. The most charitable rationalization is he was taking the chance we were renters --- there are a lot in this neighborhood --- who like the area enough to want to live here. A more likely rationalization is he just mailed everyone on the eastside, not caring whether anyone was going to go to the bother of moving to basically cross the street. Also plausible: he's looking for people who figure to become landlords, or even more landlords.
But a further mystery. The card lists the house as something like 1400 square feet, incredibly large for a one-storey building, larger even than our two-storey house. ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bunnyhugger couldn't believe a house that hard to remember could be that big, and looked it up. The house is something like 700 square feet, a much more plausible size as far as we can remember the building.
So here's the question: why would the flyer be so wrong about the house size? They can't figure to be fooling a buyer about the house's size, not if they're sending it to people instead of corporations. Even if someone is fooled to come out and look finding the house is half the size they expected is going to hurt the sales prospects at least. The most innocent explanation is sloppiness, that the square footage was for the previous flyer and it was overlooked in sending out the new. Or is this some kind of scam? It can't be as simple as bait-and-switch, can it? Or is this why the list price keeps dwindling, down even what the reduced-listing price on the flyer said?
Ah well. That's the sort of thing I'm thinking about until I go ahead and forget the whole thing.
And now to close out Saturday at Anthrohio this year:
Spot outside the hotel in the vicinity of where we figured one of the geocaches had to be. It was not, and it turned out the box had been lost. We took photos of our best guess of the location to prove to the events staff that we had worked out the puzzle. (I think it was more likely in one of the planters on the inside, but we couldn't work out its position that precisely.)
And now ... the rubber furries panel! This wasn't the whole panel, but it was the group photo of people who wore something shiny and tight-fitting.
And a bit of casual hangout after the photo. Mostly, I liked the guy with the Nightmare Before Christmas Dog head there. Really nice bit. Anyway everyone there agreed rubber was neat and not as hard to wear as you'd have thought. (Apparently sizes are very forgiving.)
And on to the dance! Do you spot anything different in the dance floor tonight?
Yes: they had inflatable ghosts!
So this is what it looked like through to about 2 am. Pretty pleasant.
Trivia: Grand White House banquets of the late 1890s were held in the corridor. It was the only large space available. Source: 1898: The Birth Of The American Century, David Traxel.
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