ashes to ashes, dust to dust

so a few months ago, as previously noted, they knocked down the house next door to my apartment complex. the aging owner came into some troubles, i guess.. he really was one of those typical weird-old-man types who would sit on his front porch and glare at passersby. had 'beware of dog' signs all over the place. apparently he couldn't take care of his dogs or himself anymore and ended up somewhere far away. at any rate, the house got trashed, and in the process the destructors took a chunk out of the house on the other side.

i should have known something was up when that chimney never got repaired. furthermore, i never saw any lights on in that place, not even when i'd come home late at night after clubbing or shows. (makes my life sound so glamorous.. i love it) eventually the ubiquitous condo sign went up and its days were numbered. it's not even the same condo company that's building on the site of the first house. so two new condos right next to each other. i can't wait.

in the meantime.. they knocked down the second house today.



i noticed it as i was trying to flag down the UPS person parked in front of my building. saw the backhoe parked atop all the rubble and just said 'oh, fuck.' creepy little white house, i hardly knew ye. here's hoping they don't put up a fence first thing tomorrow so's i can take some better pictures.

more pictures anyway: