tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141389202024-03-14T00:44:52.225-05:00huh?writergurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04280715417926374080noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14138920.post-1161747836458858952006-10-24T22:37:00.000-05:002006-10-24T22:48:00.736-05:00The results...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.triggerstreet.com/images/som_box_badge.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.triggerstreet.com/images/som_box_badge.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Time for a rewrite...<br /><br />If anyone wants to see the rather large chunk SS took outta my ass, it's up on Triggerstreet.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><!-- Start of StatCounter Code -->
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Ok, kiddies, pull up a chair and Mama WG will do some show and tell...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1662.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1662.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />See this?<br /><br />This, comrades, is a house that I will be closing on in 5 days. Yep, 5 days. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Wait one ding dang sec, there! Wudn't she 'posed to move to LA?</span><br /><br />Well, see, here's the thing... those people in LA... they think a WHOLE LOT of their real estate. So much more than we do in the South. 800sq foot for $1650 a month is NOT anyone's idea of Southern hospitality, although it seems that it <span style="font-weight:bold;">IS</span> LA's idea of "hospitality". So, I'm going to be spending something close to $3300.00 before I move in for a place to park the furniture and lay my head at night? YIKES! Additional monies for a security deposit, and MORE money (this time, non-refundable) for my darling Sophie... and (how the hell do I get the bug-eyed I'm shocked simile to show here?) they want to charge an additional PER MONTH pet rent? Holey moley, you LA folks are sho proud of your apartments! THEN, there's the 3K to move my furniture across the nation, and THEN there's the flying out there to LOOK at the above mentioned "apartments", and the flying back to collect my puppy Sophie, (Yeah, so what if she's 9? She'll always be MY puppy.. just like you'll always be yo Momma's "baby"... she don't care if you ARE 50!) only to fly both of us BACK out there, and then buying a vehicle upon arrival since we all know that "Walking in in LA" is a great song, but, really, not that much fun or practical!<br /><br />BIG BUCKS, which, frankly, I don't feel like spending. Oh, I can cover it, but THEN what? Job? Hmmm, well, yes, I do have a very portable job but you know, it would take a few months (at the very least) to get a good buzz going about my remodeling skills. I'm not foolish enough to think that my screenwriting will be paying the bills from day one... so let's see... roughly 8-9K to make the MOVE and then... only a (VERY) thin cushion afterwards? Nah, see, I don't think so.<br /><br />So? Did WG give up on the idea of screenwriting and moving out to LA to meet, greet and conquer?<br /><br />Nah...<br /><br />Just thought I'd buy a coupla houses that are in dire need of re-habbing, fix them and sell them (after they've gotten the special sprinkling of fairy dust only I can give them), saving my profits so that I CAN move out there and have a FAT cushion to park my behind on.<br /><br />The picture above is of the house that my best friend and I have found (painstakingly searching for it was mostly MY job since he wouldn't know a good deal if it bit him... yet. I'll learn him.) Here's a few pictures of the inside of the house... consider these "before"s and I'll post "after"s when we are ready to sell the thing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1672.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1672.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">The back of the house... needs LOTS of help. When next you see it, it'll have french doors and a new deck. The tree is going bye-bye.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1664.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1664.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> <br /><br />From the inside, looking out. This needs some cleaning, some paint and refinishing of the hardwoods.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1665.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.rdc123.com/XcCPUserImages/IMG_1665.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> Yeah, I know... not pretty! Don't worry, it will be.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So, for the next coupla months... you know where to find me. For the most part, I'll be MIA from blogging. Somehow, with the workload staring at me, I doubt I'll have much time to show up here. I'll try to post every few days, but no promises! No, I'm not abandoning blogging or screenwriting, just making a practical choice. <br /><br />Stay tuned for "before" pictures of the bathroom (Run! Really! It's scary in there!)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><!-- Start of StatCounter Code -->
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