Radio Sweethearts

We took a look at a house yesterday. We’re not buying yet, and this is maybe the fourth house we’ve gone to see.

I was kind of charmed by this place. It was in decent condition, but had clearly been made into a duplex and then rejoined. There was a clear line down the center of the house where the division was made. As a result of the rejoining – or just for the hell of it – there’s all kinds of weird acute angles in the walls.

It’s in an okay part of town, but it’s kind of on the edge – AC stolen, ominous gang signs spraypainted on a front column. We were wondering what the Jewish gang was called (our favorite guess being the Matzo Mafia, until someone pointed out that it was actually the Gangster Disciples.

The point being: that house is not nearly as pretty as the houses photographed by Julius Shulman.

I’ve always loved Case Study houses. Mid-Century Modern induces drool in me like you wouldn’t believe. It’s not because of implications of opulent yet measured wealth. Nor is it an extension of my love for my iBook.

 

It’s mostly that it comes with a sense of cleanliness and orderliness that I, um, just don’t possess. But I’d like to.

If I can save enough money. Morning Edition made me want to buy houses I can’t afford. The same way we got the economy got into this mess in the first place.