Poor Biff’s Almanac: Sunday Late-night Edition
According to my watch, about fifteen minutes ago it was Friday afternoon and I was leaving work like a moonshiner in a souped up muscle car trying to outrun a revenuer.
And now … it’s Sunday night and I’m about to have to go back to the place I was so eager to leave on Friday afternoon. Man, they’d better be glad they pay me! Else I just wouldn’t bother to show up at all.
On top of all that, it is now officially autumn here in North Texas. You can tell it is autumn in north Texas because the temperatures have plummeted from 100 degrees all the way down to about 91 or 92. The leaves have changed colors (changing from green to burnt onyx in less than 24 hours counts as a color change). The leaves don’t change just because it’s autumn; they change because it hasn’t rained in six weeks and they have just given up on life. And, while people up in northern climes have perhaps gotten out and raked leaves or grown pumpkins or had a cider press or had a hay ride, I had to get out and mow the lawn today. In the heat. And the humidity. And the mosquitoes. Ya gotta love living in North Texas.
On the plus side, there are no active volcanoes around here that I know about. That’s pretty much all the real estate writers can come up with as pluses when they are waxing poetic in the housing ads for Dallas area housing:
- 4BR / 3BA / 2LA
- 3 car garage
- Great schools
- No active volcanoes nearby
- Convenient access to plays, concerts, art exhibits (by way of the DFW airport to New York City)
- No major meteor impacts for at least 1000 years
- On a clear day you can see Oklahoma with the naked eye
No wonder the Dallas housing market is booming!