Forum Replies Created
-
AuthorPosts
-
Ren
ParticipantHowever, maybe it will be different this time?
No, it won’t. He doesn’t have his own viewpoint, he just automatically takes the opposite stance of the majority in order to stir the pot and watch it boil. It doesn’t matter that a bailout makes zero economic or logical sense, and punishes those who make responsible choices.
Having a single dime of my income go to bail out a speculator makes me livid.
February 23, 2008 at 11:19 AM in reply to: Temperature Check for 2008 – Now how low do you think it will go? #158242ParticipantI think 70% is certainly possible, definitely for condo conversions in less desireable areas, where the apartment was not built to condo specs. For example, a friend lived in a 1-bedroom 651 sq ft San Marcos apartment (Mission Park complex). It was converted in late 2004, and he was offered his unit for $185k without upgrades. That’s for a tiny apartment with thin walls, including one shared in the master bedroom, so you get to listen to your neighbor snore.
Those “condos” never went over $220k or so in 2005. There are a few on the market for $148k, and one recently sold for $128k (if I read the history correctly). In my opinion they’re worth maybe $50-$70k, and I can see them reaching that, especially in a few years with a glut of other much more desireable condos on the market in the $100k’s.
February 23, 2008 at 11:19 AM in reply to: Temperature Check for 2008 – Now how low do you think it will go? #158535ParticipantI think 70% is certainly possible, definitely for condo conversions in less desireable areas, where the apartment was not built to condo specs. For example, a friend lived in a 1-bedroom 651 sq ft San Marcos apartment (Mission Park complex). It was converted in late 2004, and he was offered his unit for $185k without upgrades. That’s for a tiny apartment with thin walls, including one shared in the master bedroom, so you get to listen to your neighbor snore.
Those “condos” never went over $220k or so in 2005. There are a few on the market for $148k, and one recently sold for $128k (if I read the history correctly). In my opinion they’re worth maybe $50-$70k, and I can see them reaching that, especially in a few years with a glut of other much more desireable condos on the market in the $100k’s.
February 23, 2008 at 11:19 AM in reply to: Temperature Check for 2008 – Now how low do you think it will go? #158544ParticipantI think 70% is certainly possible, definitely for condo conversions in less desireable areas, where the apartment was not built to condo specs. For example, a friend lived in a 1-bedroom 651 sq ft San Marcos apartment (Mission Park complex). It was converted in late 2004, and he was offered his unit for $185k without upgrades. That’s for a tiny apartment with thin walls, including one shared in the master bedroom, so you get to listen to your neighbor snore.
Those “condos” never went over $220k or so in 2005. There are a few on the market for $148k, and one recently sold for $128k (if I read the history correctly). In my opinion they’re worth maybe $50-$70k, and I can see them reaching that, especially in a few years with a glut of other much more desireable condos on the market in the $100k’s.
February 23, 2008 at 11:19 AM in reply to: Temperature Check for 2008 – Now how low do you think it will go? #158552ParticipantI think 70% is certainly possible, definitely for condo conversions in less desireable areas, where the apartment was not built to condo specs. For example, a friend lived in a 1-bedroom 651 sq ft San Marcos apartment (Mission Park complex). It was converted in late 2004, and he was offered his unit for $185k without upgrades. That’s for a tiny apartment with thin walls, including one shared in the master bedroom, so you get to listen to your neighbor snore.
Those “condos” never went over $220k or so in 2005. There are a few on the market for $148k, and one recently sold for $128k (if I read the history correctly). In my opinion they’re worth maybe $50-$70k, and I can see them reaching that, especially in a few years with a glut of other much more desireable condos on the market in the $100k’s.
February 23, 2008 at 11:19 AM in reply to: Temperature Check for 2008 – Now how low do you think it will go? #158626ParticipantI think 70% is certainly possible, definitely for condo conversions in less desireable areas, where the apartment was not built to condo specs. For example, a friend lived in a 1-bedroom 651 sq ft San Marcos apartment (Mission Park complex). It was converted in late 2004, and he was offered his unit for $185k without upgrades. That’s for a tiny apartment with thin walls, including one shared in the master bedroom, so you get to listen to your neighbor snore.
Those “condos” never went over $220k or so in 2005. There are a few on the market for $148k, and one recently sold for $128k (if I read the history correctly). In my opinion they’re worth maybe $50-$70k, and I can see them reaching that, especially in a few years with a glut of other much more desireable condos on the market in the $100k’s.
ParticipantUnnecessarily eating dogs falls into the no-soul category.
Agreed.
Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferosity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.ParticipantUnnecessarily eating dogs falls into the no-soul category.
Agreed.
Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferosity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.ParticipantUnnecessarily eating dogs falls into the no-soul category.
Agreed.
Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferosity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.ParticipantUnnecessarily eating dogs falls into the no-soul category.
Agreed.
Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferosity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.ParticipantUnnecessarily eating dogs falls into the no-soul category.
Agreed.
Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferosity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.ParticipantI’m thinking we all need to do a bake sale to benefit Slash.
ParticipantI’m thinking we all need to do a bake sale to benefit Slash.
ParticipantI’m thinking we all need to do a bake sale to benefit Slash.
-
AuthorPosts