April 2, 2006

Brother, Can You Spare Ten Million Dimes?

Sunday. Open House Day across America. Fully caffeinated and the paper in hand, we put on our best marching shoes and went off to find a house.

Five hours later were crawled into Tunnicliffs, desperate for a beer and hot wings. I cursed Horst Helbig under my breath.

I’d thought for sure we’d find a house out there for under a million bucks.