Went house shopping today while people stomped through our house. We’ve been getting kicked out of the house a lot lately. Guess that’s good. Can’t get a buyer without a looker.

Kathy has had her eyes on one place for almost two years. It is in the same general neighborhood as the house we almost bought two years ago. It has been for sale the entire time. Looked like a great deal, and was even on a cul d’ sac.

We drove up into the vacant house’s driveway. Kathy jumped out and started peeking in the windows. I started following the sloping lot. Followed it right to the edge of a cliff not 10 yards away from the house.

Standing at the edge, we could look way down and make out what looked like bugs. Turned out to be kids playing way down at the base of the cliff.

I told Kathy that if one of us didn’t fall over this cliff, the house surely would. So next I went to check the foundation. You could see the fault line cracking straight up through the foundation. About a fifth of the house was trying to fall over that cliff, just like California falling into the sea.

Later I was telling Ted about it. Ted said it would take some earth spikes, pilings, and other such reinforcement things to keep it secure. This may be the perfect house for a civil engineer, but not for us.

Saturday night was guys night out with Frank. Frank organized it. It was Frank’s night in, because we all met over at his house and stayed there. Played poker and ate some chilli that Stephanie had made. In attendance at various times were: Ted, Ken, Harrison, Bennett, Rick, Greg (Stephanie’s brother), Mr. Butker, Jimmy, Stephanie, Lauren, and Shelly with sleepy Allison. Once again, the guys proved they could be much tamer than the women.