I WAS A MIDDLE-AGED LANDLORD

I WAS A MIDDLE-AGED LANDLORD

Fourteen years as a Chicago landlord. Good at it, which mainly involves finding good folks who know how to live in apartments together, and good folks who know how to fix things, and transfer the wealth from the former to the latter. Glad to provide good housing for those who rent. Never took Sec 8. I knew we weren't charging enough when a financial person looked at our rents and called my wife the Mother Teresa of Uptown. 95% nice & mostly-grateful tenants. Couple of arseholes & slackers, but that's the percentages. Extremely glad not to be doing it.

Harvey Weinstein: I'm Unclear on the Constitution and Would Like to Lose a Lot of Money

Thassa funny headline!

As I said this morning, I'm sure it'll be as big a hit as Lone Survivor uh-huh.

Homeless man vs Your Cat

Well, but then there's...

Cat: Purrs, sits in lap, uses catbox, catches vermin.
Bum: Mumbles, drools on you, uses foyer, carries vermin.

Bath Festival

That was... quite a bill! Lessee... saw Zappa a couple times. Caught Led Zep in the 2nd album era, I think. Beyond that it gets a little fuzzy... I know 3 Dog Night was in there somewhere... might have been why my girlfriend and I broke up.

A late good evening from the wilds of Pixelvania, Peruvia, where the weather is always as pure as a Communist Industrial Paradise.