Daily Archives: March 14, 2013

Living up to its name

Behind every great Brown man there's another Brown man

Behind every great Brown man there’s another Brown man

Brown University will teach its boy students how to pleasure themselves up their woowoo.

The official event descriptionasks students: “Are you curious about prostate play?”

Glickman will “talk about the common concerns that sometimes keep people from exploring it (and how to overcome them), tips for easy and pleasurable anal penetration, prostate massage, which toys work best for prostate fun, pegging, combining prostate pleasure with other kinds of sex, and much more,” it continues.

Following the presentation the school will host a night of “sex and chocolate in the dark” where students are advised to “bring blankets, pillows, friends, and questions for a night of cozy conversation in a dark, anonymyzing [sic] space.”

Most Ivy Leaguers can’t find their butt with both hands, but who knew their parents would pay for them to take lessons in how to do that?
UPDATE: what sort of “tips for easy penetration” do you suppose they’ll learn about? Nothing sharp, I hope.

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A bleh day for real estate news

5 Keofferam

5 Keofferam

I was busy, doing the open house tour-not much – showing houses – better, and then finally returned to check the day’s activity and found…nothing. No contracts, no sales. Mostly retreads showing up in the new listings column and though there’s one of interest there, I’ll discuss it later, after I see if my clients are interested.

One house that I really like, 5 Keofferam Road, has had a deal fall through and is now back up for sale, same price as last month, $3.375 million. I recognize that the more I like a particular house the longer it usually takes to sell, but heck, this is a 1993 house, designed to fit in with the style of the older houses on Keofferam, and recently renovated. Great street, excellent house, to my taste, a nice yard and what I consider a decent price. Obviously, buyers disagree, but I don’t get it.

And a reader sent me this message – I’ve omitted the address, since it’s a new listing and that might be unfair to the seller, but the market will break the news to him, if the reader’s assessment is correct. I didn’t see it today, so I have no opinion on its price, but I thought I’d post at least one potential buyer’s view:

” XXX came on today – it made be the most overpriced home I have ever seen come on the market.  Looks like it should be 1.8 and it came on at 3.2.    2500 square feet, awful kitchen and some other not so great rooms.   small lot.”

At a price of $1,280 per sq. ft., I’d say that the reader has it right.

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If you can remember the 60s, you weren’t there

Jim Morrison and the crew?

Jim Morrison and the crew?

I received the following email yesterday from a guy looking for confirmation that the Doors played at Greenwich High. They did, didn’t they? Old school or new? What year? Memories? I’m pretty sure I was in town back then, at least physically, but ….

My name is Len and I run a website called The Doors Guide. I’m emailing because I saw you mention on your site concerts held at the Eckman Center in Greenwich, CT during weekly dances called The Sound. Can you give me any more detail on these events and who promoted them? The reason I ask is because I’m looking into a concert by The Doors held in Greenwich in 1967. It was rumored that the band played at the local high school there, but there’s never been any confirmation on it. I suspect The Doors actually played The Sound at the Eckman Center. I was hoping for either some confirmation on that or additional information on when shows were generally held there (Fridays? Saturdays?), who sponsored them, etc. Any help you can provide would be greatly appreciated. Thank you for your time!

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What does he think I am?

Well how dare he!

Well how dare he!

A new friend, who I’m sure would prefer not to be mentioned by name on these pages because he’s a prominent member of the Belle Haven community, offered me a Belle Haven Yacht Club cap if I would stop saying mean things about his enclave by the sea. I indignantly refused of course but he persisted anyway, and last night gave me a hat. Ha! As though I would change my tune just because of a cheap scrap of cloth assembled by Chinese coolies in a sweat shop far away. Never.

But the discussion did cause me to rethink Belle Haven: its spacious, bucolic meadows, fine old homes, a population of successful, gracious folks – who cares that they’ll be occupying double rooms at Nathaniel Witherell by the time the snow next flies? – and the children, oh, the children! All honor students, all exceptionally polite, even to the arresting officers, and all destined for greatness. What was I thinking? What a neighborhood, what a grand section of town! Of course it’s worth a premium to live behind its gates, and never mind its past – the Moxley house has been razed, one Skakel, whether the right one or not, is behind bars and peace and happiness abounds.

I deeply regret any caustic comments made about this community in the past and I shall never repeat them. It’s happy happy joy joy from here on in.

But don’t think I can be bought.

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A rich life

Old Greenwich builder John Simmons has died at 93. My brother John worked for Mr. Simmons back in the 70s and we all came to know him well enough to admire and like him, but I never knew he’d been a national speed skating champion in the 30’s and a member of the 10th Mountain Division, serving in the Italian Alps during WWII. A very modest, quiet man, he was a real craftsman. He built a great many houses, one at a time, here and in Dolphin Cove (where you could always tell a Simmons home because its quality stood out from the others). I remember a story from the Dolphin Cove days, when a Stamford building inspector appeared and declared a support beam to have been constructed in violation of code. It has been done perfectly, but Mr. Simmons told my brother to rip it out right then and there and do it again. The inspector, defeated, left. Why not just have forked over twenty bucks and gotten the guy off his back?  “I don’t pay bribes,” Simmons said.

Those of you living in one of his houses are fortunate.

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