im gonna live like im dying...


im gonna live like im dying...



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my name is lary kennedy...

i decided to sell my house and belongings, buy an Rv and hit the road...

my dog wolf and i will be going on an adventure of a lifetime, letting the wind decide our direction...

this blog is set up for you to follow my journey...

i hope you find it interesting and entertaining...












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book two: day three

my brain was not wrapping itself around the cold hard facts of the current housing market crash… this is unacceptable i said to anyone breathing… there is no way in hell im selling my house for
the same amount i bought it for 8 years earlier… i have receipts showing the 50 grand i put into this joint… you are seriously demented if you think im gonna take a loss on this property, i emphatically stated to kat, my real estate go to person… 78 days later my brain was wishing it could wrap itself around a pole…


id gotten an offer shortly after listing my home for the exact amount id asked for… 2 weeks later the buyer decides the plumbing is not up to their standards so we fall out of escrow… 9 days before the second escrow was to close the appraiser tells me my house is not worth the agreed upon price… this is a fine how do you do i think to myself… not only was i not looking at selling my house for slightly over what id payed for it now im being told it wasnt even worth that… we muddled our way through that when a week before we are to close the lender decides my buyer was not qualified enough…. wtf… wtf… wtf…. she was putting down 50 percent… 50 percent … who in their right mind would not take that bet… talk about the pendulum swinging… when i was mortgage hunting they were giving out loans to the homeless… now you were required to pay cash upfront, turn over your firstborn to slave trade and sacrifice your 4 left fingers if you even think about defaulting…

id always been told that it would be a far easier sell if the house for sale was furnished tastefully… i put a lot of time, energy and money into making my abode a model home… by all accounts it was decorated to accent all the positives the place had to offer… not really sure how much it helped in selling the place but now i had 4 days to get rid of all of it… neither the buyer or i wanted to extend escrow any longer once we got the ok from the bank… we hauled ass to make the sale happen in 4 days… that was all the notice i had was four days… luckily my neighbors and i agreed to have a garage sale two weeks prior… i posted a ton of pictures on craigslist in hopes of attracting those looking to furnish a 2 bedroom 2 and a half bathroom home/apartment… aside from my bulky pieces i still had a ton of s**t everywhere else… man i thought id gotten rid of most of my stuff but good lord i had even more stuff here there and everywhere…


stuff stuff i was swimming in stuff… i was completely overwhelmed… getting rid of loose stuff, my furniture and remaining keepsakes was a ginormous task in itself …, there were some things that i needed to pack up and take to my parents new home in arizona for storage… i had four days to create a miracle… i didint even have time to think about it i just had to move… and quickly…

i should count my blessings just by the mere fact i got an offer, however if one more person said to me you are so lucky to sell in this market i would have said you are so
lucky i am not a black belt in tai quon do cuz youd be flat on your back right this second… with all that had transpired those past 3 months im surprised at the low body count… talk about stressed… i wasnt living anywhere for three months… i never really moved back into my house cuz it had no tv and besides it just wasnt my house anymore… it was impossible to live in my rv cuz although it was parked out front my old house it was sort of a go to place to store things, catch the evening news and on occasion take a 2 day stop over in the surrounding area… i was a woman without a country… it was very unsettling to say the least… with all that i had just been through this took a toll on me… i wanted to be free.. free of this house, free of alll this junk, free of hackers/stalkers/ upset neighbors… free to go whenever i wanted to go and free of all the heartache of the past three months… the last thing i felt was freedom…

debbie, my neighbor, reported that it would be a sun shiny day unlike our last multiunit garage sale which ended in a big bust due to a huge rainstorm… 6 days it rains all year in california and after weeks of planning it rained on our big event… that was then… this is now… lightning rarely strikes twice… we opened our doors at 9 am sharp that saturday with high hopes… the sun was out the birds were chirping and the sound of buzz saws were ringing in our ears… what in the hell is going on out there… andy my other neighbor goes to see what the ruckus is all about… on either side of our alley ways which were the only entrances to our garage sale were tree trimmers… their enormous trucks blocking both streets therefore cutting off access to our main event… as well as to my one and only chance to make what little money i could off my furniture and remaining artifacts… we all shook our heads in amazement… andy had been cracking jokes earlier about our bad luck with the past sale… no one was laughing now… we almost started crying when the guys told us theyd be there all day as the two 20 feet trees had to come down…

there wasnt a damn thing we could do about it… we managed to get a few determined shoppers but our prospects looked pretty bleak… our nerves were frayed by that annoying buzz saw sound, our high hopes for tons of money passing hands where fading , our spirits where starting to droop… we sat around and talked about the good old days… mikey p stopped by which boosted my moral… mikey stayed at my place to keep an eye on it for me while i was roaming the planet as well as to pass on my mail to whatever exotic location i happened to be exploring… he joined in on the reminiscing… he was officially one of the gang after all… since id never seen him living at my home it was weird to picture him as being andy and debbies neighbor as well…

im not sure what ju ju mikey p spread throughout the atmosphere that day but shortly after his arrival the garage was filled with shoppers… business was a booming… i couldnt keep up with all the traffic… mikey please dont go i begged him… i really needed the help… not only that if he was the one responsible for this sales spirt i didnt want him going anywhere…id been in la going on four months… id seen mikey p once during that whole time… seeing as hes one of my favorite people i was looking forward to shooting the s**t with my old buddy and pal… plus he owed me money… lol… just kidding….


garage sale extended… check in tomorrow for the rest of the amazing deals…


today’s ” must have” fun facts…


« Odd News
Grandma’s ashes mistakenly sold
Published: Oct. 14, 2010 at 1:38 PM
FORT WALTON BEACH, Fla., Oct. 14 (UPI) — A Florida woman said a potted violet containing her grandmother’s ashes was mistakenly sold at a yard sale.

Piper Gaffrey of Fort Walton Beach said her husband was running the sale before she arrived last week and she soon found the potted violet holding the ashes of her grandmother, Marjorie Potts Gaffrey, who died in February at age 99, had been sold, the Northwest Florida Daily News reported Thursday.

Gaffery said she posted a message on her Facebook page asking whoever purchased the flower to take good care of it and she was surprised to receive a message in return from the buyer.

"Fortunately, it was (bought by) someone who knew me," Gaffrey said. "I was just glad to have her back."

DUNCANSVILLE, Pa. — Police say a Pennsylvania man picked up more than he bargained for at a yard sale.

Ott says the snake likely slithered into a milk crate containing items the couple had purchased.

The pair bailed out of the car on Interstate 99 and called 911. A state trooper was unable to help them find the snake, which Forshey tried to pin to the floor with a crutch he uses.

An ambulance was called as a precaution, but Forshey is OK.

Authorities believe it was either a garter snake or a copperhead that didn’t inject any venom when it struck.


Kofski Antique’s estate sale is a seasonal staple of furniture and other household goods from Palm Beach estates, according to PalmBeachPost.com. But it’s taken a twist this year.

About 60 percent of the items on Saturday — which ranged from a $2,750 set of silverware and  $750 candelabra to a $90 set of classic Hardy Boys books — came from the once-wealthy. Forty percent came directly from victims of the Bernie Madoff Ponzi scheme.

Kofski owner Chris Hill said some buyers were looking to furnish their empty investment homes in hopes of increasing their resale value.

1.  Ansel Adams negatives. Rick Norsigian was in the market for an antique barber chair at a Fresno garage sale when he spotted a couple of boxes of glass negatives. His interest piqued, Norsigian offered the owner $45 and ended up going home with them. After noticing how similar the images seemed to some famous Ansel Adams photos of Yosemite National Park, he had them examined by experts. They were declared authentic, most likely rescued from a fire that destroyed a third of Adams’ work in 1937. People from Adams’ camp are skeptical, to say the least, even comparing Norsigian to Hitler. Whoa.

2. Vintage Marilyn Monroe and Jayne Mansfield pictures.
Purchased for $2.00 at a New Jersey garage sale in 1980 by photographer Anton Fury, the photos are still in his possession while he figures out who they belong to and where they came from.

3. Floyd Landis’ bicycle. Most bikes found at garage sales were maybe worth a couple of hundred bucks new. The one Greg Estes of Owenton, Ky., found was worth $8,000 and was custom built for Tour de France 2006 winner Floyd Landis (well, he was the winner until he was stripped of his title for doping). It turned out the bike had been blown off the vehicle transporting it to an event in 2008; someone found it by the side of the road and decided to throw it in a garage sale, hoping to make a few bucks.

  
4. A 16th-century oil painting. The portrait was found at a garage sale in South Bend, Ind. Purchaser Frederick Wright didn’t really even care for the piece and only bought it because the man depicted reminded him of a character from the British sitcom Are You Being Served? After interpreting a French inscription and discovering that the portrait may have been done in 1573 by French painter and designer Francois Quesnel, Wright had the piece appraised. Its worth was estimated at $4,000 to $6,000.


5. Original artboards for the first issue of the Avengers comic book.A creative little girl bought the blank drawings to color in when her stepdad wondered if they might be worth something. They were: about $48,000. It turned out the boards had been reported stolen and the family was arrested (and later released):

 
6. The Declaration of Independence. Or at least a version of it. This tale is pretty famous, so you may have heard it before. If not, it goes a little something like this: Guy buys a cool, weathered-looking copy of the Declaration of Independence at a yard sale, then stashes it in his garage for years. Guy gets engaged, guy and girl clean out their junk so they can move in together. Guy gives copy of the Declaration to a thrift store. A week later, he finds out it was the real thing. Well, it was a copy, but it was one of 200 official copies commissioned by John Quincy Adams in 1820. It sold for $477,000 in 2007.
 
7. A rare Velvet Underground acetate disc. In 2004, record collector Warren Hill forked over a dollar for a plain acetate in a cardboard sleeve that had the words “Velvet Underground” scribbled on it. An acetate disc, in case you don’t know (I didn’t), is a type of record that was used for recording different mixes or getting preview copies of albums to DJs. Anyway, Warren got a quarter back from his dollar, and his 75-cent investment ended up netting him about $24,999.25 after it was discovered to be a demo of the first album the Velvet Underground ever made. The demo was rejected by Columbia Records.


8. A diamond-encrusted pendant shaped like LeBron James’ jersey. Vaneisha Robinson shelled out $5 for a cute LeBron pendant at a garage sale several years ago, then later had it appraised out of curiosity and found out it was 14-karat gold covered in two carats of real diamonds. The pendant originally belonged to Maverick Carter, the head of LeBron’s marketing company. Robinson says she was pressured into turning the pendant over to Carter’s mother and filed a lawsuit last year.

01:57 pm, by larykennedy10 notes

back in los angeles

08:31 pm, by larykennedy17 notes

book two: day two

there are a couple of reasons im sticking around the los angeles area for a while… its nice being able to hang wit my homies, the weather is kick ass and i have a ralphs club card… its amazing how many different grocery chains there are around the country… id have to carry around a briefcase to house all the club cards… id try and hit up the person next to me if i was gonna be soaked big time… on occasion the checkers would pull out a card from under his/her register, although as time progressed i could see the employees carefully looking behind their backs… seeing if the man was anywhere within viewing distance… clearly supermarkets are becoming increasingly vigilant on loose club card activity…

i admit… it is nice driving around without getting lost, being greeted at my local restaurant by first name, having moses buy me a beer at lucys for old times sake and getting the good customer discount at the botox shop… there is something to be said about going home… it would have been far more pleasurable had i not had to come back to actually sell my house and belongings for real… i wasnt lying when i said i sold all my stuff… id borrowed against it all knowing that at some point id have to come back and actually do it…

the main reason i didnt cash it all in year ago was that i made the assumption that the housing market would/ could/should only get better in 1 to 2 years… you know what they say… when you assume, you make an ass out of u and me…. trust me im laughing on the inside… what a freaking shocker when i come back only to find the housing market in los angeles had not only tanked, its be a miracle if i even got an offer… when i left la the year before i more than likely could have pocketed 50 grand… today id be lucky if i broke even my realtor katherine said…


i could not comprehend this… wtf… wtf… but kat i said i need that money if i dont get some money out of all this there is no way in hell i can go back on the road… yes dahling she says to me i know this is a shock to you but my sweet this is the way that it is… it aint gonna get better so take what you can get… she says all this to me in her very drawn out polish accent… to clarify she actually is from poland… some realtors find having an accent gives them a slight advantage over the others… so ive heard… i was having the worst time accepting this… not the accent issue… it is la after all… i was looking at a very large vig to pay… id hedged my bets… it appeared this was gonna be my biggest loss of all time…

why didnt i sell a year ago… what was i thinking… i could not stop berating myself for being such an idiot… i wanted to see the leaves change in new england soooo bad… i also needed to leave, then, that moment… if i had to stay another second longer i knew for sure i would have popped like a ballon… all my innards splattered on the exterior walls and yards of my neighbors… it really doesnt matter what i was thinking… it was what it was… it is what it is… i had to get a grip and stop doing the would have, could have, should have dance…


i failed to get a grip… somehow on my way back towards la cole and i decided to give it another go… now things were really starting to get surreal… my feet were itching to do that would have could have should have number… i put the kabbaosh on it once again… i must be the kind of person who finds it imperative to completely get it, whatever the it of the moment may be, out of my system before flying the white flag… takes two to tango so of course the blame lies solely on cole… while my doomed romance was fizzling out my dear friend francesco drops dead of a heart attack while flying a kite with his son… all of 48 and in the picture of health… i had just spoken with him 76 minutes before his demise… we had planned to meet up in malibu the very next day… me, frankie, valentina his fiance, sofia, miki and max his children and my neices and nephew… just like that gone… man how many would haves should haves could haves go though the minds of all of us that love francesco…

its taken me a very long time to understand that would haves, could haves, should haves dont matter… there is not one damn thing i can do to change the past… i can beat myself up for what i didint do, blame myself for not doing better, continue to punish myself for messing up… or i can accept the things i cannot change, the courage to change the things i can, and the wisdom to know the difference…


today’s “must have” fun facts…

Loyalty programs are structured marketing efforts that reward, and therefore encourage, loyal buying behavior — behavior which is potentially beneficial to the firm.[1]

Various loyalty cards


In marketing generally and in retailing more specifically, a loyalty card, rewards card, points card, advantage card, or club card is a plastic or paper card, visually similar to a credit card or debit card, that identifies the card holder as a member in a loyalty program.[2] Loyalty cards are a system of the loyalty business model. In the United Kingdom it is typically called a loyalty card, in Canada a rewards card or a points card, and in the United States either a discount card, a club card or a rewards card. Cards typically have a barcode or magstripe that can be easily scanned, and some are even chip cards. Small keyring cards (also known as keytags) which serve as key fobs are often used for convenience in carrying and ease of access.


A retail establishment or a retail group may issue a loyalty card to a consumer who can then use it as a form of identification when dealing with that retailer. By presenting the card, the purchaser is typically entitled to either a discount on the current purchase, or an allotment of points that can be used for future purchases. Hence, the card is the visible means of implementing a type of what economists call a two-part tariff.
The card issuer requests or requires customers seeking the issuance of a loyalty card to provide a usually minimal amount of identifying or demographic data, such as name and address. Application forms usually entail agreements by the store concerning customer privacy, typically non-disclosure (by the store) of non-aggregate data about customers. The store — one might expect — uses aggregate data internally (and sometimes externally) as part of its marketing research. These cards can be used to determine, for example, a given customer’s favorite brand of beer, or whether he or she is a vegetarian.

Where a customer has provided sufficient identifying information, the loyalty card may also be used to access such information to expedite verification during receipt of cheques or dispensing of medical prescription preparations, or for other membership privileges (e.g., access to a club lounge in airports, using a frequent flyer card).
Loyalty programs are predominantly run by retailers and the service industry, but recent advances in proof of purchase systems and supporting technology is now increasing participation by manufacturers of consumer products.

08:31 pm, by larykennedy14 notes

los angeles… back home

08:30 pm, by larykennedy6 notes

meeting the neighbors

08:30 pm, by larykennedy1 note

to bryce canyon and beyond…

09:26 pm, by larykennedy