{"id":763,"date":"2006-02-23T07:22:00","date_gmt":"2006-02-23T07:22:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/?p=763"},"modified":"2006-02-23T07:22:00","modified_gmt":"2006-02-23T07:22:00","slug":"a-virtual-tour","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/uncategorized\/a-virtual-tour\/","title":{"rendered":"A virtual tour"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So, as I promised weeks and weeks ago, here are photos of the new apartment. I&#8217;m still not entirely unpacked. I don&#8217;t know if I ever will be. <\/p>\n<p>These photos are all pretty blurry and crappy. Just pretend you&#8217;re looking at an ad on Craigslist or something.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/kitchen.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/kitchen.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>My teeny tiny kitchen. There&#8217;s a back door there by the sink. To the left of the door is the fridge. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/nook.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/nook.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>Some day this might be a breakfast nook and not just a place to dump boxes.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/bookshelf2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/bookshelf2.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>The built-in bookshelf and the hallway to the bathroom.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/bathroom.0.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/bathroom.0.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>Behold! The bathroom sink.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/bathroom2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/bathroom2.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>My toilet doesn&#8217;t have a tank. So I have this blue toilet cake thingy just hanging out in my cabinets, if anyone needs it. Also, check out what my brother calls the &#8220;courtesy flush handle.&#8221; Very convenient.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/hallway.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/hallway.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>This is the hallway, coming out of the bathroom. That Dead End sign was stolen from Hardin County back in &#8230; 1996? <a href=\"http:\/\/palmtreescove.blogspot.com\" target=\"_blank\">Tamara<\/a> and I made quick work of it in the middle of the night before our fun was stopped short by my &#8220;stomach&#8221; cramps.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/livingroom1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/livingroom1.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>The living room. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/livingroom3.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/livingroom3.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>The center of entertainment, across the room from the couch.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/computer.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/computer.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>My computer is situated on a rickety drafting table, and all the stuff that would go in my desk \u2014 if I had one \u2014 is in those boxes.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/doortobedroom.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/doortobedroom.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>This goes from the living room to the bedroom.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/bedroom2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/bedroom2.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>My dresser has never been cleaner than in this photo.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/bedroom1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/bedroom1.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>This looks like some kind of bed in a prison cell corner.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/bedroom3.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/bedroom3.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>The door from the bedroom to the breakfast nook, which you&#8217;ve already seen.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/inspectorgonz.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/inspectorgonz.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>Gonzo had to inspect the windowsill.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/hallway2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/hallway2.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>This is the hallway, coming from the living room.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/doortobalcony.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/doortobalcony.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>This door leads from the living room to the balcony. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/1600\/snow.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1248\/288\/320\/snow.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>The snow a week or two ago made the courtyard look quite lovely. This is the view from my balcony.<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s no way I&#8217;ve clearly explained the layout of the place, but it&#8217;s pretty basic and I&#8217;m sure if you thought about it for two seconds, you&#8217;d figure it out. Anyway, those big blank spaces on walls will be filled soon enough, and I hope to do away with the last of the boxes as soon as I get a new desk. But it&#8217;s a great apartment, small annoyances aside. <\/p>\n<p>I got the best letter under my door today. It was given to everyone, I presume, to intimidate them into paying their December rent. The funny part came when the leasing dude said that we had to put a stop to the abundant dog shit along the north side of the complex. Yes, in this formal letter, he called it &#8220;dog shit.&#8221; Good times.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, as I promised weeks and weeks ago, here are photos of the new apartment. I&#8217;m still not entirely unpacked. I don&#8217;t know if I ever will be. These photos are all pretty blurry and crappy. Just pretend you&#8217;re looking at an ad on Craigslist or something. My teeny tiny kitchen. There&#8217;s a back door there by the sink. To the left of the door is the fridge. Some day this might be a breakfast&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-763","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1jWWl-cj","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/763","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=763"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/763\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=763"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=763"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=763"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}