Tuesday, March 17, 2009


Don't you ever let anyone tell you that a prospective home is in a great location because it is adjacent -- or even near -- either a church or a school, and if it is blessed with a fine view of the dull gray parking lot of one of each, hightail it frantically in the other direction unless you are deaf and plan to never leave your yard. I see very little advantage (having no children and being a Jack Mormon) to the traffic snarls and perpetual noise these institutions produce. And as for crime and quality of life, neither structure has ever proven a deterrent for the shenanigans that occasionally occur in this house, whether perpetrated by its landlady or her tenants. Someday I want to live in the house -- going for a song! -- that's across the street from a prison. I suspect that's the only way I'll ever know peace.


Blogger mister anchovy said...

I was on a roadtrip once chasing trout in Upper Michigan when I drove into a little town that housed a prison. There is was in the middle of town. There was a convenience store next door called Prisonview Convenience. Charming.

March 26, 2009 at 4:05 AM  
Blogger A said...

YES. See? If it can happen in Michigan, it can happen anywhere. Vindication! Thank you.

March 26, 2009 at 6:44 PM  

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