Man...it is impossible, I mean im-possible to escape a conversation about real estate in this city. I am absolutely sick of people's obsession with this topic. It reflects the immaturity of the city as a whole when every cafe, water-cooler discussion is about the 'ridiculous' price of homes these days. Those who own a place and bought before the 'upswing/bubble/hot market' are almost masturbatory about their new-found equity and wonder what to do with it all - "...a place in the burbs?" "...sell and rent?" Those outside the bubble looking in are awaiting the inevitable 'pop'. At which time they will swoop in and scoop up homes at bargain basement prices. They also await the interest rate rise, where those who are maxed-out will be driven to the poor house, unable to carry their own debt load....blah,blah,blah. Owners and renters alike scouring realty porn web sites nightly. Building starts statistics, property tax increase statistics...Is there nothing more important going on in this town besides buying houses and preparing for Olympic games?

And then there's the realtors. If I get one more pad of paper/recipe postcard/pen/metric conversion fridge magnet with a head shot of some bloated salesmachine on it, I'm gonna.....I....I....I'm going out back to do some rock balancing.


BTW- We just bought a new house! I'm so excited.