No pride here. Anything we write will be Googled and Googled against us. We trusted a company we shouldn’t have. Nobody should trust any company sharing their name. (Oh, and their logo!) For the record, these placements took me about 20 minutes of effort. As we say in the business, pretty good return on investment.
Confidential to all the Ewing and Clark staffers out there: someone using your name has fucked with the wrong faggots. We wrote checks when you asked for them, praised your work to all our friends, and will never, ever forgive what you did to our home.Â I get paid considerable amounts of money to keep brands in the media spotlight, and it’s often hard to do… but I could do this job in my sleep. And where the court of public opinion leaves off, the courts of law just keep going and going. We have one hell of a shark on retainer… don’t go in the water!
That being said, this blog post, and the iceberg it is the tip of, can be permanently expunged for a mutually agreeable sum. Mutual nondisparagement and all that. Until you’re ready to have that discussion, the Ewing and Clark name will be popping up in all kinds of interesting places. If you doubt we can do it… just ask Virginia.
P.S. Friends of Casa Nonfamous… she has been rocking it old school since 1899 and you can’t keep a great house down. We WILL be celebrating Christmas in our home!
P.P.S. Lien releases, y’all. Get them from anybody paid to come to your house, except maybe the mail man and the pizza guy.
We see this sight far too often at home…
Found on icanhascheezburger.com.
Sorry for the delay, but it’s still October! I’ve finally posted photos from Ian and Reid’s “Coming Back Soon” party and from our recent trip to Oklahoma City for Julie Porter’s birthday. Enjoy!
Since several people have asked for them, here are photos of what I guess we have to call Garden Nonfamous. With the expert help of Michael Muro Garden Design, we ripped out the strange remnants of the previous owners’ landscaping and replaced it with a low-maintenance, drought-tolerant design. There were a number of things, like the sloping bed in front of the fence, that just never worked at all. We’re really pleased with the results and as everything fills in we expect to be even more so.
I’m most excited about the amount of early-blooming plants we included. I love things that bloom in late winter when I’m always so ready for spring, and with lenten rose, witch hazel and some crocuses, we have something to look forward to through the cold months. This is one of those things that I just don’t think we could have done ourselves… to do 10% as good a job would have taken every weekend for months, not including all the time it would have taken to learn about landscaping and pick our own plants. It was a pleasure to work with Michael, and if you’re interested in the details you can geek out with the design and the plant legend. We made a few changes in the plants but for the most part this is an accurate map of what we had done. I’m still working on being able to tell people what everything is… I’ve always admired Mamaw’s encyclopedic knowledge of plants so this feels like a good start.
Oh, and if you’re wondering how we’re going to keep Max and Easy from destroying everything, we fenced off the back yard for them. Their need to bark at every passing dog has now been replaced by an obsession with keeping the hated crows out of their new territory.
David’s excellent Alaska hiking photos are online for all to see. I’m awfully glad he’s back (though I am still a little miffed about missing the kayaking).
Our spring remodeling and repainting adventure is finished. The photos are here. Of course “finished” is a relative term… I have a few paint touchups to do once I get over my recently acquired paint phobia, and we still have to replace some windows and decide on window treatments. But for now, we’re going to call it good! The work on the kitchen has certainly made entertaining easier and cooking more fun.
Yesterday, it snowed in Seattle. Now, for many cities this is nothing to get excited about. But here in Seattle, when it snows it’s a special occasion. The entire town shuts down, pretty much, and the media has a field day. The whole day before: “it’s gonna snow!”. The whole day yesterday: “hey, it’s snowing!”. And all today: “the aftermath of the snow”. It’s pretty funny.
But me, I love the snow. Because of the treacherous roads the offices were all closed, so Jay and I had a day at home. It was nice to be working in the living room, laptop wirelessly connected to the office via VPN, and watch the cross-country skiiers go by.
And it was all the better because yesterday was my birthday. Really, I don’t think it could’ve turned out better.
Here are some photos of casa nonfamous in the snow.
So Adrants is covering a new reality show, Merge, to be sponsored by Home Depot, about a couple moving in together and merging their belongings. It promises to be interesting– unless, of course, it hits too close to home. Watching it would probably make me thank my lucky stars– I think the worst argument David and I have had about moving in is whether we should have a stereo in the sitting room. (We’re trying it with the sleek, almost hidden, iPod system for now.)
As David and I prepare to move into the new place this weekend, it seems like a good time to point out that the house is technically not in Madrona, but in Leschi. Apparently Leschi is a bit tonier but Madrona’s where the fun is (cool restaurants, fun shopping, etc.). We’re right on the line– maybe we should call it Madschi? Maybe not.
The bigger correction, which is related, is that the eponymous Chief Leschi wasn’t a murderer. So says the Nisqually tribe, respected historians, and even a former Pierce county prosecutor. Looks like it was a pretty standard White Man Speaks with Forked Tongue affair 150 years back, as settlers and the government attempted to force native tribes onto reservations. Leschi became the tribes’ “war chief” and was convicted of murdering a militia soldier, despite evidence that he was not present at the ambush in question. Leschi became the first person sentenced to death by white justice in the Washington Territory. (Even if he was guilty, I think the settlers had it coming.)
Anyway, with the help of historians the Nisqually tribe is making an effort to formally clear the name of the Chief whose memory is still alive and well here in the Northwest. As a soon-to-be Leschi resident, I wish them all the best.
Of course we’re still waiting for our thoroughly freakish sellers to get over themselves on the minor things we want done with the house. My fingers are cramped from excessive crossing.
The good news is I’m feeling slightly less panicked about home décor. David picked up Country Living at Home Depot last weekend, and I was much reassured that the phrase “modern country” is not an oxymoron. The magazine also helped me arrive at a design concept. And as you know, once I have a concept, everything else falls into place quickly.
It’s simple, really. David and I both grew up on the edges of cities feel more like big country towns. David, in fact, grew up in a home not unlike the one we are buying. My farmhouse-of-record is, of course, Memommie and Skelley’s big old place outside Lawton.
Somewhere in the country between Adelaide and Oklahoma City, there is a place with cattle ranches, wheat fields, and pioneer settlements parked on the dry plain. There is red earth, and from at least one side of the river, beautiful vineyards. So all of that is going to be our inspiration, and when we’re home in both places over the holidays we’ll be doing some scouting for specifics. We’re going to need lots of help, so if anyone has any brilliant ideas, let me know!