Such good news!
They're tearing the building down and starting over! Yes!
Ok, so it's not good news like that . . . but its good news just the same.
I've got the architect's name!
It's Sauerkraut! (en Francais: Choucroute).
Ok, so it's not actually Sauerkraut, not Choucroute, but it's damn close. Given that today is, after all, Monday, when nobody in France goes to work much anyway — and it's Easter Monday at that — the tastefully bustling offices of Agence d'Architecture Choucroute are closed anyway, so it wouldn't make sense to call 'em. Other than to leave a voice mail, of course. But, hey, be my guest! It's a free-ish country.
But really. Really! It's such really good news! You should see the proud papa achitect photoshopped-photos! They just couldn't be more pleased with how their creation looks in photoshop, with all the wee li'l authentique pedestrian-esque folk nearby, and the Hanging Gardens of Babylon artfully arrayed as a backdrop (there being nothing — NOTHING! — that an architect loves so much as using a prior generation's avant-ultra style, now in terrible ultra-disrepute, of course, as a backdrop to this new masterstroke of super-stylin' ass-whippin' genius-osity. It's kind of like some medieval morally-instructive vision of Heaven (my latest design) and (yours, avec amber-tinted salad-bar sneeze-guard plexi-glas balcony-blocking poodle-catching patio panels, which might as well be in avocado green and harvest gold, you gauche retrograded gulag-decorating bastard) Hell.
More to be revealed, of course. But I couldn't help but share this good news for (post) modern man.
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