You know how sometimes a simple drive by can tell you all kinds of fascinating information about the inhabitants of a particularly house?
Here are a few around town that I snapped on a recent walk.
In my mind, I see a psychiatrist with a stick drawing of a house rather than a Rorschach blot. He makes notes on the image (i.e.) gaudy flower pots speak to impending dementia...
House # 1:
a. a clear case of ADD
b. a simple case of the fuck-its no meds required.
Another view for the people. I can't say that the color scheme isn't brilliant, because it manages to be all dressed up and waiting for flag day way way way in advance.
But I kinda think the owners need to take a good hard look in the mirror and admit to their inner-most selves that the 30 minute beer break they took in 2004 is officially over, and now it's time to finish painting that sum bitch.
House # 2
House #2 has so much going on that I need to feed it to you in teensie bite-size pieces lest you stop finding this exercise entertaining and start shaking your head and calling me a heartless bitch.
note 1: the use of unconventional materials as porch support. This could be a sign of:
a. an artistic spirit and/or rich Appalachian heritage
b. Schizophrenia (OK, I'm stretching a bit but note the semi-visible political sign)
note 2: A variety of exciting trim colors on the porch mouldings
a. A super artistic spirit, JEEZ! Why are you so judgmental?
b. Bipolar disorder - Happy Paul likes green, Sad Paul likes blue.
note 3: Roofing Is Fun - a still life.
a. Bipolar - (mania) I'm going to re-roof the porch! No, wait, I'm going to make my own yogurt! No, wait, I'm going skiing (note waiting skis)
b. Schizophrenia - voices told him to re-tar the roof or else the President would die.
Talk amongst yourselves. Leave your votes in the comment section s'il vous plait.
You can only see a bit of it in these shots - but the next door neighbor's house is f'n immaculate. I feel for them, whoever they are. Sorry folks, all the white picket fences in the world can't draw the eye away from the fact that you live Pippi Longstocking adjacent.