Pool Blogging!

Well friends, the job in the desert has begun. Whoo boy, has it ever…

First off, something fun. As I was driving into town on Palm Canyon Drive, craning my neck around taking in all the new businesses, I noticed an ugly brown pickup. Okay, maybe “ugly” is too harsh. How about filthy?

Yep, Dad was two cars ahead of me in traffic. At a random time. In a random spot. Why should I call him to get directions to the jobsite? I could just follow!

By the way, the jobsite was at the Kuckoo House!

I think their motto is “I never met an angle I didn’t like!” The facade that you see above in plywood will eventually covered in galvanized sheet metal. No paint, just shiny.

Let’s see, it’s a roughly 800 square foot house over two lots with a semi-attached guest house and a goony artist’s studio. Total? Maybe 1,500 square feet or so. Non-continuous, but I’m sure the next buyer will see the value in it.

It must be an art piece. Somebody’s glory. The calls must be in to the home and garden magazines as we speak (type, whatever. sue me.) How about this headline?

Service Station Chic Meets High Art! A Designer’s Tour d’Exxon…

You editors can have that for free. You’re welcome.

More later (on a much cooler house).

Your pal,

bob

More Funny: Should I ask the owner for the keys to the restroom? Will he think that’s funny? (maybe after Dad’s been paid, eh?)