Even with the real estate market in whatever state it’s in today – I don’t have cable and can’t tell you the latest buzzword on our housing-level economy – I’m still pretty sure that we all still know between five-and-nine real estate agents, investors, and mortgage lenders. Maybe that’s half of all the folks you used to know in their fields; or these folks are only involved in the business half-time, but they’re still out there.

So, call one of them. Talk to them about the amazing investment opportunity at 3432 Connecticut. There, they (or: you) can buy a classic fixer-upper. Perfect for the young hipster, who wants a full basement for band practice. Or for the couple who like to “really dig in” as they convert the place, a room-at-a-time. Or for the City-minded flipper, who doesn’t mind a crafty project. With the purchase of this place, you’d score at least one appreciative and relatively painless neighboring house. And you’d be buying onto what’s a really-improving block. Admittedly, there’s that dying, 100-foot cottonwood tree out back to contend with, but we all know at least one person who owns a tree-trimming business, right?

Honestly, if i had more than a couple coins to rub together for such a project, I wouldn’t even let this opportunity hit the public space. It’d be mine, part of my complex. But life is what it is, so I turn to you, random internet reader. And in you, I trust.

Once again, that’s 3432 Connecticut.

Look for the high grass.

And the limitless potential.

I thank you, in advance, for buying this place and being my neighbor.