Be very, very quiet . . . I’m hunting houses. Yes, that’s right, I’m in the market for a new place to live. I would like it to be somewhere with a yard, although I’m not completely sold on that. That’s more of H’s thing.
Still, having a yard would be cool for some things, I suppose. Of course, if you have a yard people will want to come over and be in it for BBQs and so forth, which is also one of the many hazards to having a yard.
And don’t get me started on the zombies. They love a good yard . . . especially when there’s lots of people in it gathered for said BBQ.
Maybe I need to look for a nice, easily defensible condo? Or, perhaps, a place like this.