Friday, January 24, 2014
TEENY??????????????????????????????????????????
Wired.com features "A teeny house filled with clever space-saving contraptions."
How teeny? 620 square feet.
In the first place, the "space-saving contraptions" are fantastically stupid and even lethal. A table and chairs that swing from ropes, guaranteeing that every single food and drink will spill before you eat it, and guaranteeing that you'll puke up the food from vertigo after you try to eat what little is left in the glass or bowl. A mirror that descends from the ceiling and sits on the floor so you can squat down and do your grooming on the floor.
In the second place, 620 sqft is NOT FUCKING TEENY by any rational fucking standard.
For perspective, here's a 1930 kithouse from the Brown-Blodgett catalog.
Two bedrooms, living, kitchen, full bath, three closets. No need for any "space-saving contraptions" because it's just a nice comfy house that holds your ordinary non-swinging furniture. 24 x 26 = 624 sqft outside dimensions, probably about 575 internal.
What in the motherfucking motherfuck is fucking wrong with these fucking avant garde fucking architects? Spoiled from doing 500,000,000,000,000,000 sqft mansions for hedge-fund Jews? Anything less than a square light year is TEENY? Lesus H. Christ.
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Two bedrooms, living, kitchen, full bath, three closets. No need for any "space-saving contraptions" because it's just a nice comfy house that holds your ordinary non-swinging furniture. 24 x 26 = 624 sqft outside dimensions, probably about 575 internal.
What in the motherfucking motherfuck is fucking wrong with these fucking avant garde fucking architects? Spoiled from doing 500,000,000,000,000,000 sqft mansions for hedge-fund Jews? Anything less than a square light year is TEENY? Lesus H. Christ.
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