
Thanks again Corbis, with love.
So I've been blabbing to everyone about living in a Yurt for a while now. I mean, why can't I make this dream come true? It's a lot cheaper than buying a "condo" or even a fancy "house." I'll ignore that the city probably can't sustain one, or that it's pretty easy to brake into, or that I need to own a piece of country somewhere not-close to jobs or bars etc., but Fah! No dream is too small when it comes to yurts. If the mafia can construct "loft style apartments" in falling down boxes in Bushwick, why can't I stick a yurt on top of my apartment building?
Here's what my living room will look like, complete with guy and stuffed Eagle:

I'll whittle the frame with my swiss army knife, and the door with a jagged rock edge:

I'll paint packs of wolves on the exterior to intimidate my enemies, with a decorative border of pinks and blues to match my tea set and rug.
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