The cranes in the further distance are entombed in the ever-rising concrete of a multi-use, commercial / residential tower development one block over from us, the one that Pynchon read about in the paper on the day we moved in, three years ago:
The brick buildings just beyond my back fence? That's the business owned by Condo Jerks, currently festooned in humongous 'going out of business' signs. We actually received from them a flyer promoting the sell-off of the contents of their retail showroom, the one into whose front door I stared for so many months, breastfeeding Munchkin: the flyer crowed about all the good deals to be had, and promoted the 'exclusive new luxury condominium development' soon to break ground. Break ground on my property.
Ain't life funny?
It's working out for us. And I can laugh, maybe a little, because I am a strong supporter of urban densification, urban revitalization, living/working in the core of our city. I liked it so much, I bought the company! as the man from Remington said. I believed in it so much, my house got knocked down for condo visitor parking!
Ha. Ha-ha. I'm recovering. I'm starting to laugh again.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Posted by Mimi at 4:20 PM