This past baseball season, one poor shlub made the mistake of asking a poorly-worded question about a pitch that was launched by a hitter into the same rough orbit as Phobos (that’s one of Mars’ moons, in case you don’t want to hit the Google search so early in the post.) I couldn’t repeat what said pitcher said in response, even if I were so inclined to look it up rather than write this off the top of my head, but suffice it to say it was along the lines of “you don’t know s— about baseball.”
Fair enough. It was a stupid question, to be honest, asked with just a little too much supposed expertise.
In that vein, when you feel like telling me everything about the Phoenix real estate market because you read it somewhere, please don’t be surprised if I have next to no idea what it is you’re talking about or what you read.
You see, like the pitcher who’s too busy actually throwing pitches to read much about some ink-stained wretch’s opinion on the evils of a hanging slider, I’m a bit too busy working with actual clients, buying and selling actual homes to worry much about what someone else is writing about the market. Trends? Sure. Some story in the local daily trying to portray the home buyer/home seller as victim – the Republic has specialized in both – not so much.
It’s really your call. If you prefer your view to be colored by a poor soul trying to get the mustard from the ham sandwich for lunch off his tie while he wonders how much longer his newspaper will be in print, or someone who escapes from his mother’s basement only long enough to load up on Red Bull, that’s your call.
Which reminds me, since I mentioned Mars … did you read that Mars is going to be as big as the full moon in the sky? I saw it online. Has to be true.