Purple heart for the Purple house.

A true tragedy has occurred.

A horrific event of epic proportions.






brace yourself.




O.K, so let me start this out by saying that the chances that you will find the following news even the remotest bit tragic is one in ten-hundred-billion, So i am going to begin with the true story that reveals the significance of the rest of this post.

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.......(o.k. some of this may be exaggerated) There lived a little girl named Hoppeh (hey this is in a galaxy far, far away, remember?)
Anyways. From the ages of 9 to 12, Hoopeh would ride in a long yellow hovercraft (which resembled a school bus) to a learning institution for the young. The other boarders of the long yellow hovercraft were unnecessarily loud and obnoxious, the driver had a habit of going 8 miles under the speed limit, and the smell alone could have knocked out half of Cheena. (a large continent in this other Galaxy.)
The only bright spots of this tedious ride were passing by an extreeeeamly and completely pointlessly yellow house, and a fantastically random purple house, next to a McDoonals.

These beautiful rays of joy kept the young Hoopeh from losing her mind every day, because they reminded her that amidst the senseless racquet and frivolousness of the world, there were still people who built pointlessly yellow houses, and fantastically purple houses anyways.

As Hoopeh grew up, and got her own red, dented, non-air-conditioned hover van, she still passed by those houses occasionally, and they reminded her fondly of the days on the long yellow hover craft, and it brought a smile to her face.

Back to reality.

that Happily purple house has, of late, been knocked down, to make way for an apartment thing of some sort, and I am devastated. That little purple house next to a huge Chain-drive-through gave me hope in it's valiant whimsicality. It was like my own personal house from the movie "UP." The colorful cottage in the midst of industry.

(sigh.)


As the last part of this tribute to a well deserving house, I have painstakingly downloaded, navigated, searched, and combed through Google earth to find yo an actual picture of the actual house i am actually talking about, and here it is! The "Lone reed."
(keep in mind that in real life, it was a LOT more purple-ie.)

















thank you, little purple house, for all the sanity you gave me from the third to sixth grades, and ever afterward as i drove by your majestic humility. And thank you Google images, for not updating your photos since 2008.