The damned condo commission called my current landlord without asking me. I wasn’t planning on giving him any info unless success was assured, and now LL knows that I’m shopping around. That doesn’t help me much when I’m on a month to month lease, because he could already decide to jack the rent or boot me with only 30 days notice… with season coming I don’t need to give him any more incentive than he might already have.
I told him it was an investment property, (which is true, except that if things work out, I’ll also live there.)
The grounds here are a mess, and he said that he’d knock off whatever he was giving the other guy from my rent if I maintain the place. That’s doable… a little raking and hosing once a week shouldn’t be that much of a hassle.
I imagine that means he’ll be doing some work on the building, if he’s planning on renting the other ones out… considering that they’ve been pretty much empty since the guy bought the place.
I don’t know what the deal is with this LL… he still hasn’t cashed my October Rent check. Must be nice to be so wealthy that you can just blow off hundreds of dollars for weeks (sometimes months) on end without giving it a second thought.
I’ve never liked condo commandos, and this nonsense is just confirming my presuppositions.
Knit zombies reenact Dawn of the Dead
The Library has a surprisingly nice collection of graphic novels / hardbound comics.
Have some lovely scenes from the good ol’ days of comics:
Green lantern gets sick of his favorite Zombie returning *yet again*, so he throws him to the moon. I seem to recall Superman exiling him to the moon at one point, too (wearing supe’s cape, and playing at flying in the lower gravity)… who knows how he keeps finding his way back?