I want a dream house. I don’t think it’s too much to ask. The people on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition get one. Barbie has one (as does Ken in Toy Story 3.) And apparently even Pluto has one:
Damn it! If Pluto gets a dream house, I should get one too! It’s just not fair!
Though I could live without the life-threatening magic involved in poor Pluto’s case. You would think that with the infinite power harnessed in that lamp a house would just appear. Instead it has to conjure invisible tool – wielding demons to manufacture Pluto’s house. Just this alone would make me call an Exorcist – after I changed my pants.
It’s hard enough to find a good contractor, let alone trust anything that calls invisible minions into our dimension – even if they are good at carpentry.
Though they did work for free . . . And in my current situation, that carries a lot of weight.
Of course, in the end it was all a dream – which is what my dream home will continue to be for the foreseeable future. I’m a realist. I know that I’ll need to fill up at least 8,000,000,000,000,000,000 more penny jars before I can even hope to make a down payment. But a kid can always dream . . .
by John Barker
