So here's the game.
Go to this link right here. Draw a house. When you finish, you can take a silly little personality quiz. And then you can see your house, along with other bloggers' houses, by visiting Po-Blog Avenue.
(You have to use the first link to draw your house, and not the second one, otherwise your house won't be on Po-Blog Avenue with the rest of us, and we'll accuse you of being an isolationist.)
Get as creative as I know y'all can be. ;) (We did this today in an online community where I spend too much time. A lot of the buildings kind of refer to various community in-jokes, but you can see our little street over at Eschwa Street. Just to give you an example of how silly you can get with this.)
Build your house, move in, kick your feet up ... yes, that's a cat in my front window, purring happily away! And no, I can't draw worth crap, especially using the touchpad on my laptop. Obviously, artistic skill is not required here. *grin*
30 comments:
Wow. I can't draw. But that was fun! It kinda of reminds me of the battered homes I see in my mother's hometown in Mexico.
Welcome to the Casa de Pobres!
Oooh...I was in a rush, building my house as my coworker closed down the library without me. I have regrets. I also have a pink Vespa, though, so I feel awright.
God, I wish I lived on the same street as you & Eduardo.
YOU'RE INVITED! Party in my interior, ah, my house's interior. It's a lit dance floor surrounded by bookshelves, the only room in the house. Please bring food as I have no fridge and only thought to draw a couple tomatoes in my garden.
Hee! I am loving these houses, you guys. I *so* want to live in this neighborhood for real! (and imagine the book borrowing possibilities...)
That's a Vespa Lloyd, I thought is was a pig;)
I've added a house to the street.
Of course we can all draw. Everyone knows how to draw. We've known how to draw since we were young children. (Mind you, I'm not saying we all know how to draw like Rembrandt...)
What a great street that would be to really live on. (At night, in secret, in my dreams, I really do live there.) :~>
What a cool thing!
My house is on stilts, in the water.
Oh, now I see that I was a total copy cat of Emily. Well, ok, you know, I just moved myself into the neighborhood after seeing what a welcoming place for tree-huggers the street is...
Some to my place for marshmellos and stale candy and secret clubs that everyone can join.
I'm moving in.
Am I the only one with a money tree? Definitely a must.
A.J.--you can move in our attic, next door to the Love Shack.
Pamela
Thanks, Pam. I feel much better n--
boom
... what's that noise?
Boom
... oh no.
BOOM
EVERYBODY RUN!!! MY HOUSE IS COMING!!!
Pig? Ballard, you are soooooo not getting a ride on my Vespa.
Hey, Trista, want a ride on my Vespa? [grin]
Emily -- thanks, I'd love one, but only if I get to wear big sunglasses and a long scarf and say "caio" everytime we pass by the unfortuate ones who are not currently riding on a vespa. And I knew immediately that was a Vespa. Of course, it did help that there was the word VESPA with an arrow pointing to it...
We may be the only two to survive the addition of a.j.'s house. Since it seems that no one else thought to include vehicles and a vespa can only hold two.
Caio
Anne: my house is a little bit square . . . there's supposed to be a Christmas tree in one window, and Dean and I looking out from the other. The grey thing that looks like a giant bug is supposed to be an outdoor table and 4 chairs. hehehe, I can't draw worth a furuncle.
Whew! Thank goodness for Peter & Woody. I feel like Frank Gehry when I compare my drawing to their drawings.
But I know it's not about the drawings! It's about community. Shame on me!
Still...
Trista--Ciao, indeed--and will you be having cake or death?
It could have been a pig with the name Vespa
Anyway, I’m taking my boat which btw is a mode of transportation and heading over to Dodge’s house for coco---damn that girl’s house is pretty. We are going to stare out the window and watch people ride by on pigs. Oh the good old days when they actually had wings.
What happened to my house? It was there yesterday and now it's gone!
Lee
Lee: Poop! That's been happening on the other community I'm in, too. We can't quite make heads or tails of why some of them get deleted. At first we thought it was happening when someone didn't follow all the rules (doors and windows, a sidewalk, a garden, etc.) but that doesn't seem to be the case. I'm not sure what's up with that. :(
Emily's pig ate it, I mean Vespa.
ps...does anyone have beer or sushi at their house. I'm taking a trip?
Either that or AJPL's house ate it.
I only have two beers but I have really good red Spanish wine and I have hot chocolate with lots of amaretto if anyone wants to traipse all the way down to the west end of the block!
I also have the worst word verification EVER. How am I supposed to type "fkwhxlqc"? How do you even pronounce that??
Hey, Y'all can come to my house for an Ant-I Dote. There's plenty room. And all the refreshments my ant can imagine. Imagine, my ant imagined me "very tidy." BWAH-HA-HA-HA!
Just moved into the neighborhood. No, I can't explain why I look strangely Amish in the picture. And yes, my new pad is "slightly" larger than a true hermit's hut. Come to check out the bamboo, stay for the potstickers.
I didn't realize I was going to get so involved. Already, I want to make an addition to the house.
Emily -- cake or death? Neither. Let them eat cake. I'm escaping death by pulling up my rope ladder and hanging a sign out that says "No deth aloud".
I came here from Kelli Agodon's blog, clicked on the link, drew a house, and now you have a complete stranger living on your street. But look! I'm waving!
Julie
Well, I tried to resist, but couldn't. I added a rendition of our new place to Po-Blog Avenue. A fun meme, for a change.
Trista--just in case that seemed like an utterly impertinent question, Cake or death? was meant as an Eddie Izzard reference (as were, I thought, your Ciaos)...
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