He's just dangling it on the market to see it's value.
Dangling to find out its net worth. Wants to see if it's a top-shelf house. Being a bit forward about it, though. Probably has two realtors and is cross-checking the results. Or he could be looking into renting and wants to see if anyone is interested in boarding.
He's probably trying to get Holland to throw in a NMC or NTC. You know how hard it is to get one of those out of Holland.
Personally, I think he was waiting until he had all of the information after meeting with all prospective teams, waiting until his whole family was together, and waiting until there was a firm, final decision that they could all live with.
Any musings during this time have just been about what was on his mind at the moment, and if you've ever made a decision like this, you know how you tend to be thinking about one angle and leaning to one side one day only to have it shift the next. I do that ordering pizza.
Seeing him rise out of the bathtub at the beginning of the When Doves Cry video was the best birth control I could ask for in my teens. It was like, "ok, I just lost whatever desire I ever had and I'm gonna go knit a sweater now."
I used to want to be made into a marionette like Bob barker was for the last five years on the price is right, but no one else was into that.
Now I want a viking funeral. Coins on my eyes, and light me on fire on top of a pyre.
My family was fighting at my grandpas funeral last month, which made me feel horrible.
My poor grandma.
So me and her left and went to the casino while they all went to eat...
Which she loved, I still have family that won't talk to me because of it...
But I think, if you're fighting in front of a woman who's been widowed after 65 years of marriage, you deserve to be hit in the mouth.
Agreed. Good for you for taking care of Grandma.
The night of my dad's funeral, all of the male relatives were in the basement watching some basketball game. All the ladies were in the living room knitting and crocheting and all that stuff. Mom said I could have the Wings game on, but I had to mute it.
Mom went into the kitchen and Hossa (who was then a Wing) got in a fight. I hollered out to the kitchen, "Mom! Hossa's fighting!" She came tearing back into the living room to see.
The lady relatives looked at her like she had two heads. Mom got all embarrassed and said, "Oh, I don't like when they fight like that. I wish they'd just play nice."