The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

28 September 2005

We don't need no stinkin' bubble

Gawker fishes this out of the AP net:

Everything about Frank Fazio's new two-bedroom apartment on Manhattan’s Upper West Side is decidedly average, including its price: a hair under $1 million.

With five rooms and about 1,050 square feet of space, the place is a nice size, by New York standards, but it is no mansion. There are no chandeliers, no soaring cathedral ceilings and no doorman downstairs to help with groceries.

I must point out here that Surlywood, my humble abode, can be described this way:

"With five rooms and about 1,050 square feet of space, the place is a nice size, by New York standards, but it is no mansion. There are no chandeliers, no soaring cathedral ceilings and no doorman downstairs to help with groceries."

For that matter, there's no downstairs. (And if you count the bathroom, there are six rooms, though anyone who's ever seen my bathroom will argue that it shouldn't be counted.)

The price, were it for sale, would be a hair under $100,000. Maybe a few hairs.

Posted at 2:45 PM to Dyssynergy , Surlywood


(In reference to the title of the post), Bogart's famous speech in "The Treasure of the . . ." is "We don't need any stinking badges!" No double negative. He doesn't even drop the "g."

Posted by: ben acton at 10:13 PM on 28 September 2005

If I remember correctly, Bogart asks only "If you're the federales, where are your badges?" Alfonso Bedoya actually utters the bit, and it's "We ain't got no badges. We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinkin' badges!"

Or something like that.

Posted by: CGHill at 6:20 AM on 29 September 2005