Never thought I’d say it, but I miss the whole real estate mortgage bubble. Not out of greed or dreams of owning a home or any of that shit. It’s because these days there’s no escaping penile enhancement ads. They plague the internet like anthrax. “Hundreds of thousands of men have tried Vimax pills”; complexes induced in all. It used to be when I logged into myspace or gmail I’d see dancing aliens surrounding a variable low-rate mortgage offer. They too annoyed me, but I didn’t realize that they outbid penis enlargement slime. If I wanted to spend my time in such an atmosphere, I’d go here
It’s the nicest storefront along Lake City Way for a half mile in either direction. Notice the litter-free parking lot, manicured shrubbery, expensive signage, ashtray and video camera. The employees there probably get health benefits and shit.
Now this gem is in sharp contrast to the used-car-surrounded smut-huts on Portland’s 82nd Ave. The raunchiest of which sat across the street from my favorite Chinese restaurant–the subject of my first ever blog posting: Sauteed Green Beans.
Oh the progress I have made…
