Blunk Drogging

Just kidding mom! But we did go to Cabo Fish Taco for dinner and had a couple poor man's margaritas. The frozen ones cost a dollar extra so Larissa told them to bring a blender out and we'd do the $1 worth of work ourselves. All day Bud and I have been looking for places to live in Birmingham and so far we've ended up with only crappy moods. His preferance is to look on a map and decide how we'd like a place based on locality, mine is to find a pretty picture of a house I could picture myself in. I told one guy today I didn't want to live anywhere near Section 8 (subsidized) and he said he was pretty sure he had nothing for me then. Another woman gave me her husband's "mobile" number. To clarify I said, "Oh ok, so this is his cell phone?" and she answered, "No, his moebiaela". Um...ok. When I called him he offered me the trailer home for rent as opposed to the 1.5 acre country house we thought we were calling about. When I told him I had a housebroken, 10 lb dog he said sorry no pets whatsoever. I guess I understand where he's coming from - given the dirty rental I had the pleasure of helping clean this weekend - still, I know I'm responsible, why doesn't he? Speaking of rentals, and the one I helped clean this weekend, here is a picture of the dangling cat feces we found in the closet at the townhouse Browning owns and rents. Something about scrubbing, literally, shit, helped me to see the full circle of rental property living and owning.