There’s always something to howl about.

Hounds on the hunt: “You have created a monster…”

Racing around like a blind cat at a butterfly ranch. Cathy sold her $60,000 listing in two days — for cash, five day closing. I chased down signatures for her this morning and ran to open escrow. We made a new internet relationship yesterday, and I wanted to run comps on nearby homes to try to get a feel for prices. Meanwhile, a gateway that Cathy built a long time ago produced yet another internet relationship, so I pulled listings and showed seven houses. Back in the office now to put out fires, and then I have to go look at that first set of comps.

Waiting for me in my inbox was this email:

I don’t know what kind of synergy is going on at BHB, (it’s that kool-ade!) but I can no longer keep up with the volume of posts, ideas generated on posts, comment streams to posts… You have created a monster. I’m almost afraid to visit for fear time will slip away. πŸ™‚
 
Congratulations!

We had dinner with Russell and Wendy Shaw last night, always a treat. Russ kept mentioning blog comments I couldn’t recall. I’m not senile, but we’re definitely getting to be encyclopedically interesting.

I’ve understood all along that, just as Bebop came into existence because of a musician’s strike, the golden age of real estate weblogging came about because of the market slowdown. Those of us who survived the downturn are going to get busier. But the interesting thing is that we have gotten so much better.

It’s a plain-spoken fact, though, as much true for me as for anyone: This place is a wonder to watch…

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