Saturday, March 05, 2016

My New Listing



MLS# 17-666

999 Echoeylake Avenue, Los Angeles, CA 90666

Tarzan & Jane Special!

For the mountaineering couple who want to live a carbon neutral existence – but not always under the same roof.  Mountainside views make you feel as though you’re living in a tree.  Rickety wooden decks add drama to your days, giving you the opportunity to grab onto sides of the building and swing freely when worn areas underfoot give way to the sheer drop below.  Two enticing living levels blocked off by a handy (though, most likely unlicensed) friend give buyers two separate living spaces.

One, on street level, is complete with bedroom, bathroom, minimalist kitchen, living room, laundry room with hookups for washer and dryer, but no actual washer and dryer, so there's room to install old-fashioned washtub and clothesline.  A pet door thoughtfully installed years ago provides small neighborhood critters, desirous of spur of the moment shelter, immediate access.  Cooking can be accomplished outdoors, where all cooking should be done -- on a sheet of aluminum foil with a pile of charcoal briquettes set out on the wooden deck by wandering inhabitants of nearby half-way house.

The separate below-level dwelling features bedroom, bath, laundry room and abundant fresh air, thanks to open windows that are free of anything that might block a nice breeze -- such as glass or intact screens. Verdant, indigenous plants freely crawl their way into this rustic space and up the walls negating any need for wallpaper or paint.  This second, below-street-level dwelling is accessible by a fun and often exciting stairway devoid of any obstructive impediments like handrails.  Careful of that last step! Front door landing features the infinity porch® which grandly drops off to the garage roof two stories below. You’ll never be alone here as helpful rats come and go as they please to ensure the property is free of edible vermin.

Keeping to the carbon neutral design of the property, garage can only be accessed by rappelling from the main property, then fighting through thick underbrush to access the garage door which has been sealed by years of neglect and is fronted by a beautiful living curtain of local plant life.  Alternatively, a quarter-mile walk around the block and up a private alley speckled with impressively deep pot-holes will bring you to the tile roofed 2-car garage. This well-thought-out arrangement ensures that owners will opt for modes of transportation that don’t use fossil fuels.

Don’t wait, this property won’t last long as this is a probate listing with court confirmation required.  It will soon be swooped up by some lucky buyer who will then get their day in court -- 35 to 45 days later -- where they will likely enjoy the thrill of fighting off competing buyers for the right to buy the keys to this jewel above Silver Lake.

Listed at $725,000, the price was logically and methodically determined by tallying up the debts and liens on the Estate of the deceased. No Zestimate needed here!

Willing to entertain any and all offers over $500,000. All cash please and 10% down.
When touring the property, please be sure to observe the many areas marked off by yellow caution tape.  The markings are there for your protection, as well as for our own, as per our fussy insurance company and attorneys.

Thursday, February 04, 2016

57


At age 57,
you will realize
you've passed through the midway point on the continuum
of youthful years spent yearning and reaching for what you desire,
and later years where one's focus
is on gracefully letting go of mounting losses.
Slowly.
Haltingly.
Tearfully.
Releasing ones grasp.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

I'm baaaaaaaaaackkkk

... and aching to write again.

Or, is that ache actually the arthritis.

Right hand arthritis.  Bad for mornings.  You expect that your right hand will be your right hand and behave like your right hand, and serve you like your right hand has tended to do all your life. Then, one morning, you watch as your right hand reaches for your mug of coffee for that delicious, delightful first morning sip, but it delays.  The open motion and the grasping motion, are troubled. One might even stay that Right Hand has stumbled.  Bother that!

Bother the spilled coffee.  Bother the ache.

Wait, what's that?  Left ankle?  Now left ankle demands attention?  What have I ever done to deserve this from left ankle? Fine.  I am not going to be thoughtless.  I shall wrap left ankle in warm, cozy sock so that we can saunter off into the misty morning for daily saunter.

Sauntering, sauntering...  Gloomy day, but there's beauty in it too. Singing birds, skittering squirrels. Pretty, promising day.  Oh, here's that curb, no handicapped slope here.  Lovely, I feel like jumping off it, like a child -- naturally looking both ways first. Or sprinting, skipping even, loving the day. Hey!  Right knee.  Please tell me what that was all about?  You bout near dropped me to the pavement.  Don't do that again, or I shall be keeping you indoors much more often.

Huh.  How old am I?




not your usual Catalina Island shot

not your usual Catalina Island shot

fun with spelling

fun with spelling
downtown l.a.