That’s “Sparkly Forks” as in “It’s About Forks, Washington, and I’m Thinking About Sparkles,” not as in… uh… this:
Oyster fork used, because I have so much savoir-faire it’s un-freaking-believable. Anyway. Behold! Forks! And the surrounding area!
So… close… just a little bit further and I’ll get that fern…
“If you are looking for a getaway… this may be the one for you,” says the listing for this cozy little home. Which is true, but still: is it wise to advertise hideyholes so publicly? Or are they hoping that Police Chief Swan doesn’t have Internet access?
Moving on. Yes, some people especially people who live in Arizona and write novels set in places they’ve never visited think that Forks is the rainiest town in the USA. But look! The sun! It comes out! Sometimes. Okay, fair enough, not that often. In fact, it comes out so rarely that when it does the local real estate frantically take photos of it.
Behold! The sun! *sparkles*
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My, my. What a delightful three bedroom, three bathroom house you have for sale. I’ll take one, stick my kids in the other, and my husband can take the third one to work every day, kinda like this:
P.S. If you don’t know why I’m doing an entry about Forks and sparkly things, just ask your local teenager. Me, I’ll be at the movie theater very very soon, swooning away (and not just because I’m going out beforehand with my good pal Vitamin R).
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Wow… not being a Twilight fan, and knowing very little about the franchise, I couldn’t figure out what the schwack you were talking about until the final paragraph. I’m assuming Forks, Washington is the setting. Their burden to bear.
Pretty certain they’re okay with it: http://www.forkswa.com/
I haven’t even seen or read Twilight and I knew what you were saying! Probably helps that I’m involved with my church’s Youth Group. You can learn a lot from looking over a kid’s shoulder…
Twilight for me is like Titanic for others:
I haven’t seen it, I don’t want to see it, I’m happier not seeing it, and if I have my choice I’ll never see it.
But for the house I have one question: Why on earth is there a waiting room in the house? It looks like some kind of rustic dentist office. Although the magazine rack made out of the boat bow does add a nice touch. As does the jar of homemade blackberry preserves.
That’s my feeling about both Titanic and Twilight.
But I do have a funny Titanic story. My college roommate and another friend were somewhat obsessed with it. So one night they were watching it in the friend’s room when the dorm fire alarm went off. Apparently they were on a scene where the ship was sinking and bells were going off everywhere, and they just thought, “Wow, we didn’t remember these special effects being that good!”
“It’s me agin, Margrit…Hee hee hee hee…Hello? Izzat you, Margrit? I’m comin’ over, an’ I’m bringin’ a deer, a live fern, and some blackberry preserves!”
Did you know that old fart is still making music? My husband ran across an ad for his latest album recently. Now I have The Streak stuck in my head again…
“may not be a permanent residence”
and what they don;t tell you is the forest service just changed the land lease deal to “market value” which means you could have a $10,000 a year land rent payment due for a house you can;t live in….
unfortunately this building is doomed…
So why would anyone “Fork” over money for it??
Ha ha ha.
do people actually spend $200,000 on a property they can’t even live in? sorry but I’m speechless at the thought of such an idea
Yup! Many people in Europe buy traditional rural family homes to use as either as a Summer vacation home or as a property “investment”, with the goal to modernize it and then resell it later for a profit.
My parents bought such a place ( two floor farm cottage) from the owner. The owner had used the place as a vacation home for his kids (cheaper than a B&B). There was no separate bathroom or kitchen with the only bath-tub was/still is in the basement next to hot water boiler, while the “kitchen” (freezer+gas cooker attached to portable cylinders) was in the living room next to the fireplace. The only toilet was in a tiny room inside one of the ground floor bedrooms. Even now, the shower is attached directly to the hot water boiler.
Other people have just bought farm-barns with earths floor with the goal of turning them into quaint farm cottages.
oh I understand the concept of having a holiday home, weekend retreat etc. Many people in the UK do this, but as far as I’m aware there’s no such thing here as a property like this, where you can’t legally live in it.
I’m not including things like caravans at the coast of course, as I wouldn’t class those as a “home”, but this I would. That’s the part that has me stumped.
I have to say I completely avoided the Twilight stuff for a long time then finally gave in. I’ll probably take my niece to see New Moon as an excuse to see it.
This listing is obviously meant for the discriminating vampire who wishes to get back to nature, and to avoid sparkling at all costs. Doesn’t look like it would let in much light, after all.
I used to live in Forks. It sucked. Slugs the size of your forearm.
Long live the Banana Slug.
Vitamin R?
I’m guessing “Vitamin R” refers to actor Robert Pattinson, who plays the vampire character Edward Cullen. To which my 12-year-old daughter replies, “Gross. Team Jacob forever!”
Vitamin R is Rai…neeeer… Beeeeer. Also the nickname of my Twilight-obsessed fan who’s talked me into going to see New Moon today. I am withholding team allegiances until after seeing the movie.
I am disappointed this entry was not all about shiny cutlery.
well if I had any shiny cutlery I’d gladly share it with you, but sadly……
As am I, kdub. As am I.
::wanders away to shine spork collection::
Thanks for the shout-out! It was a blast. Forks is beckoning us and clearly has so much to offer.
Not even slightly a fan of Twighlight, but I do have a comment. Where do you get the idea that the author has never been to Forks? Her mother lives in Renton, WA and is friends with my mother.
Eh, I remember reading somewhere that she started writing the books before she’d visited Forks. Someone told me she just looked up what the rainiest town in the continental US was and plunked her story there. But I could easily be wrong.
Wait, that’s a whiteboard behind the stove, right? Is this a centre of learning, or dastardly plan making?