Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Not too sure about the Ferraris...

Thanks, Nag, for this gem.

Your home is a

Futuristic Magnate's Manor

Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have people for that." There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom is the size of a small barn, with carpet thick enough to reach your ankles. Your study has hardback editions of every classic ever written, plus a special edition of Rich Dad, Poor Dad with the parts you ghost-authored highlighted. One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage.

Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants. Your guests enjoy your animatronic replica of the cantina at Mos Eisley. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.

And, you have a pet -- a doberman pincer named "Warren".

Below is a snippet of the blueprints:


Find YOUR Dream House!

I think I got the Romance Library 'cause I read Jane Austen...

And my inner geek seems to have been forced out of the closet. How awkward.

Lori
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6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hmm, I got the same result as you, even though I plugged in very different data. I did tick the Jane Austen box, though...

6:15 PM
mad said...

I tend to drift toward the wallflower wall, msyelf.

7:22 PM
Anonymous said...

Your kitchen is only used when the weather won't permit barbecuing. There's a pantry stocked with beef jerky. Oh, and deer jerky. Your master bedroom has a bedside table with a pad for writing down late-night inspirations. Your study has a locked plexiglass gun case filled with stuff that would make the A-Team jealous. And Al Qaeda. One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage.

Your home also includes a gallery of your favorite works -- the originals, of course. Your guests enjoy your animatronic replica of the cantina at Mos Eisley. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.

11:30 PM
Lori said...

@pj
How do you know you plugged in very different data? We're friends for a reason, ya know!
:p

@mad
you're a poet...flowers, observing the world, gathering fodder. Doesn't surprise me!

@rain
I bet my Mos Eisley cantina is more realistic than yours! Who built it?

9:02 AM
Anonymous said...

Built? Mine was grown organically from seedlings imported from Les Eisley.

11:41 PM
Anonymous said...

Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have people for that." There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom is the size of a small barn, with carpet thick enough to reach your ankles. Your study has hardback editions of every classic ever written, plus a special edition of Rich Dad, Poor Dad with the parts you ghost-authored highlighted. One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage.

Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants. Your guests enjoy your collection of every console and associated game ever made. Except the Intellivision -- those controllers drive them NUTS. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.

And, you have a pet -- a doberman pincer named "Warren".

Total crap, I'm afraid ... I cook all the time, have two cats not named Warren and I don't really care for chocolate. Totally hate wall-to-wall carpeting. Mostly prefer modern literature to classics. Ferraris? No way no day - it's Jaguars or nuthin. Have never played a console game in my life and wouldn't inflict them upon anybody else. And I seriously dislike overly-scupted gardens.

Other than that . . . ¿?

8:02 AM

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