mystic_savage

So, trust us to put our house on the market the very week an article comes out in the PI about the real estate market hitting its lowest point in the last twenty years. For some reason that totally doesn't bother me -- it's probably the four chocolate chip cookies I've had (made specially for me by one of our faculty people).  But it could be my natural fluffypagan bouncy denial of everyone else's reality and the belief that there's nothing that a good goat sacrifice and some naked dancing won't cure.  (Not that I sacrifice goats, but I could.  Ritual animal sacrifice has been constitutionally protected for at least a decade now).

Kevin also sent me a link to the Irvine Housing Blog, which has been "chronicling the seventh circle of real estate hell since September of 2006.  Reading it is depressing if you believe in the reality of economic analysis, but worth a few chuckles here and there.  For example, when "IrvineRenter" notes that one couple now list their house at more than 100,000 off of the price they bought it at in 2004, he quotes the lyrics from "Stairway to Heaven," noting that buying this property (located on Stepping Stone Ave) seems to be leading the owners closer to Hades than to Heaven.

Bleh to the market, I say.  Bleh.  I defy you market.  I shake my fist merrily in your face.  I speak in an outrageous french accent.  I spit on you.  I fart in your general direction.