Blow Up

The condo that I liked didn’t work out. Well over our budget. But, I looked at another place on Saturday that had an updated kitchen and bathroom. However, it only had an air conditioning wall-unit in the living room and nothing in the bedroom. Gee, you’d think for more than a quarter of a million dollars you could get A/C. The realtor insisted the brief 90+ degree heat wave we had last week was unusual and air was not necessary. I beg to differ. I need my A/C!

Anyway, to make a long story short, Mr. Realtor pressured me into making an offer because there were, supposedly, three other offers on the table. I really didn’t feel comfortable with the idea, or with him, and my gut instinct was screaming NO! I called Raul hoping he would put the kibosh to it, but he didn’t. He spoke to the realtor over the phone, who actually mocked him in front of me. That should have been my first clue!

So I delayed my plans to meet a friend at Paramount Studios for a party and I drove to Beverly Hills to make an offer. Signed the 26 page thing and come to find out if we pull out, we’ll lose a $300 inspection fee. Not a big deal, so the realtor says. Well, it is for me! I sign Raul’s name and we call him to fax a power of attorney when he finds out we have to put down a huge chunk of change, like $10,000 (3%). Raul and Mr. Realtor get into it over the phone and before I know what happened, the psycho realtor throws my cell phone on the conference room table, proclaims we’re wasting his time and snatches the paper work and storms out of the conference room! I kept Raul on the phone while I located the realtor and told him we are retracting our offer, that’s it, we’re done and goodbye. Amazingly, the realtor leaves me a voicemail insulting me and Raul, etc. Can you believe that? And here I thought buying a place was supposed to be a fun experience. Ha! But don’t worry, he and his office at, ahem, Coldwell Banker, haven't heard the last from us.

So I ran home, changed clothes and arrived late for my party at Paramount. Come to find out my friend had already departed. So I went anyway to grab some grub and a cocktail, because Lord knows, after that experience, I needed one! Scene: Wilson Cruz (again) and Peter Paige from “Queer as Folk”.

Sunday, I finally went to the beach with my new beach chair and read this God-awful script for work. That evening I saw my friend Brad perform in the play “Mommie Queerest” (also starring Dan Pintauro – remember him from “Who’s the Boss?), which was an absolute laugh riot.

Oh, and Friday, I went to the Hollywood Bowl for the first time to see the LA Philharmonic and the USC Trojan Band do the 1812 overture with fireworks. Absolutely fantastic!

My new favorite place is going for a walk in Runyon Canyon. It’s a hike, but worth every huff and puff to see the view from the top.