Go to google maps and search for a business. A funny business like a whore house or the local headquarters for the party opposite your buddy's.
Click "call" on the desired listing and type in your buddy's phone number and then click connect.
Your buddy will get called. When he/she picks up the other end will ring at the business and hilarity ensues. The only down side is that you can't listen in.
I give it a week before Google has to pull the feature. Sigh.
Sometimes I have a hard time naming the posts. Today is one of those occasions. So many topics are rolled up in today's edition.
I could have simply called it "Tenant Gone Missing II". This post is largely about our missing tenant who just up and left all our stuff. See: ?Tenant Gone Missing. We cleaned out his unit today.
Either "High Class Livin'" or "One More Place Forbidden to the Dogs" would have served nicely. Out of this deal we did get a lovely floral print couch. Now we are prepared to receive guests. I am a bit concerned that the location of the couch is far too close to the window. I don't want our prize to have faded upholstery.
We netted a whole collection of creepy dolls. "Attack of the Creepy Dolls". But they aren't attacking. and plus I'd rather not talk about them any more than I have to.
I do like "How Small Is Butte?". We have this really neat hierarchical master key system. Part of that is some padlocks that work with our master Schlage door keys. One of them went missing a few months back. How small is Butte? So small that we found the lock in a drawer in our missing tenant's house. That's how small.
I went with "A Hookah for Our Trouble". Well because somehow it sums up the whole event. Despite all the stuff in this guy's place one of the very few eBay-able items is a water bong.
NOTE A: Yes I am aware that a hookah is more like one of those four hose opium jobs one used to see in old cartoons. But if it matters to you then I'd like to float the notion that you spend too much time thinking about drug paraphernalia.
NOTE B: A special holla' to all you law enforcement types. In so far as I'm aware this bong is a legitimate tobacco consumption device and will be sold for that purpose only. In contrast the odd little glass pipe made from a light bulb and a sharpie will be disposed of. Sigh: If only I could find a way to harness the creative energies of drug users and focus it on something not lame.
NOTE C: I know what "two" means; I know that "too" is a synonym for also and can also be used to suggest degree. e.g.: "too much". I know that "to" is used to suggest "towards a destination" (e.g.:"to the store", "driven to distraction"), suggests extent (e.g.: "The road stretched from here to the mountains."), and is used in tandem with verbs (e.g.: "to have", "to make", "to smell", "to be"). My question is: Do I say "any more than I have to", because its short for "have to do"?
Labels: odd, Silver Bow Properties
As I mentioned before, when we bought our new places one had some guy's stuff in it. We picked those up on the one month ago today. The former owner said that he hadn't seen the guy for 6 weeks, and that he had gone in just recently to check for an emergency situation. At that time he cleaned the rotten food out of the fridge.
Flash to Friday when for the 8th time I showed this unit to a prospective tenant. All the stuff still in place. Kids clothing, ashtray on the bed, cell phone on the dresser, portable CD player, pack of Marlboro Lights. Plus it's been re-keyed for a good week or so now.
The unit is clearly (and legally) vacant. The law says we need to store this guy's stuff for 45 days. We can then sell it to recoup our loses.
Word on the street is that he, his live-in girlfriend and (I suppose) the kid that clearly lived with them skipped town in a hurry, and that even their friends don't really know where or why they left. The Police stations said they've gotten no reports and that he wasn't in jail.
Its a bizarre world.
Labels: odd, Silver Bow Properties