From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
To: Mike N
Cc: rest
Subject: RE: your house for sale
Lois,
we cannot have any more hesitation here. The deal on the table that would net
Marie $x after closing costs has the buyer paying $x.
We
would have liked to do a private deal without any brokers involved although the
two sets of real estate agents as you can figure have dramatically reduced
their commissions, once again proof positive of the power of www.sellnext.com.
We
cannot fault this other possible buyer from using agent-s
and so we do have somewhat of a dilemma right now given the fact that you have
changed your minds which is why I happen to “love” email.
However, if you are willing to pay Marie something more meaningful than the $X net, i.e. you would have to pay no less than $X you might assist her in overcoming her dilemma and me worrying about Manager Minute One becoming “tTOo cumbersum
” [sic].Last
night we watched a special on that incredibly boring game known in
10
is a rather difficult age to gauge in terms of what a boy
is really thinking besides for mostly wanting to play with his friends and of
course it continues to warm the cockles of both mine as well as Marie’s heart
that this rather bright kid might one day grow up to be quiet some artist
with folks like Jeffrey Krinsk and his licensing expert buddy Wes Anson lending
a helping hand should our Joe ever need assistance in responding to fast balls
thrown at or near head.
This of
course all assumes that I will kick the bucket
before Mr. Krinsk who has yet to figure into his “cost of goods”
when approaching the “bench” the amount of gamma rays that enter
into the fuselage of his 757
when traveling back &
forth to meet with fukukta union leaders hell bent on being served the finest
of liquor from this great attorney who like most Jewish people know next to
nothing about alcohol that may in fact provide us inbreeds with somewhat of a
competitive edge, or at least make up
for all our lust for nuts
that at times cum
in short supply, Latin to embrace,
wouldn’t you agree?
While our
chocolate Labrador is having bowl problems my Super Italian Greyhound decided
to get into the act last night by taking on a skunk just at the very moment I
was thinking about setting up a “skunk-works”
environment for our new business venture that in fact will contain no secrets
with our financial statements being aired on our various websites in real time
along with the latest kids creations, notice
to our would be competitors, “Bring
it on.”
No matter
what Maggie will be coming wherever we go and perhaps her issues have to do
with Pypeetoe our SIG
[Super Italian Greyhound] having now taken over Marie’s king-size master bed.
And of course you have read that “Cranky Franky” has been put out to stud.
With all
that said, a final decision which would include a $6K non-refundable deposit,
45 day escrow with you occupying the house no sooner than 60 days after opening
of escrow will have to be made no later than this Thursday morning
How much
longer this wheel
continues to turn is a function of how “badlie” [sic] the hamster is able to play to his-her strengths
while mitigating his-her weaknesses, i.e. spinning one’s wheels is no way to
win a war let alone battle it out with a King
of the castle who is in
the “pond seats” [sic]
quite comfortable though living in a cave along with you 4warned
of the impending flood.
By
now you should have worked out that to test my mettle by engaging in a chess
game brings with it consequences, i.e. I can be a honey but only an illiterate
would take me for a fool for I am one tough opponent willing to spare no
expense in protecting my pawns, prawns though to fished ever so gently
considering this is what becomes of folks like
Yesterday Marie’s 13-yearold blew us away with designing her own t-shirt with a rather simple but very elegant number “12” painted in white on the front with two red stars on either side. Apparently the kids these days are very much into the “number thing” and all I can say is “hellalula”, nothing like “stering
” [sic] the pot, kids forgetting that some of us recall pretty well the “flower power” days having been smart enough not to let drugs and our craving for sex to get out of hand, wouldn’t you agree, although the two of you seem far too young to know about the stuff that tripped up folks like King Golden et al.As the clock
ticks, let me know what you think.
Sent: Monday, May 12, 2003 7:40 PM
Subject: Re: your house for sale
Sent: Monday, May 12, 2003 5:14 PM
Subject: FW: your house for sale
[1] Even the average “Joe Blow” knows that Joe DiMaggio’s hitting streak ended with his 57th consecutive “day at bat”, Pete Rose some 15 odd hits shy of breaking this rather amazing record by a “whitey.”
Another thing these folks who produce these nonsense “make you feel good” documentaries fail to disclose besides for the fact that the number of whites on the baseball teams did all butt make mincemeat of the stats is that a batsman had several chances during the day to go to bat while folks like my father were crapping in their pants bombing the hell out of Germans to mention little of African American servicemen who were not even allowed to step foot into places like Australia in an effort to help this bunch of “felon deposits” defend themselves as they cleaned up on the Aborigines and of course there isn’t a man or woman on earth who doesn’t have a skeleton or “tTOo” [sic] in their closet.