Happy Friday everybody! Another wonderful week is in the books. The weather wasn’t fantastic but for some reason, things are finally beginning to seem like they are getting back to normal after the holidays. I have been on daddy duty form most of this week because Carlen is out of town and I have had a great time with the girls. The girls, as they usually are when I am left in charge, were skeptical at first, but after a couple of nights of cookies and ice cream for dinner, their fears were quickly assauged. They have never been so well behaved. What can I say. I just have the right touch.
I hope that you are getting back in the swing of things. I would really like your input on different topics that you would lie to see covered on this blog. I am hoping that 2012 will see an upgrade in content and utility for this blog. I’d like for it to be a real useful resource for the local real estate community. If any of you have any ideas, please let me know. In the meantime, keep planting those seeds! Have a great weekend!
Where We Live
Here is the latest on mortgage rates. I’m sure this year will be another roller coaster year.
The GDP is on the rise as well. Things may be looking up. I guess it depends who you ask.
One thing is for sure, inventory should be easing up a bit. Homebuilders certainly have.
If you are going to be in the general vicinity this weekend, there is plenty to do in the Tennessee Valley. You can enjoy some laughs tonight at the Flying Monkey and hear some classical blues featuring Microwave Dave tomorrow night in Decatur.
The Best Medicine
The local bar was so sure that its bartender was the strongest man around that they offered a standing $1000 bet. The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out would win the money. Many people had tried over time (weight-lifters, longshoremen, etc.) but nobody could do it.
One day this scrawny little man came into the bar, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit, and said in a tiny squeaky voice “I’d like to try the bet”
After the laughter had died down, the bartender said OK, grabbed a lemon, and squeezed away. Then he handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man. But the crowd’s laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass!! As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid the $1000, and asked the little man “what do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, a weight-lifter, or what?”
The scrawny little man replied “I work for the IRS.”
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