My friend Amy Beans…best last name EVER…has a Fish Porch.
WTH is a Fish Porch you say? She has a crazy little porch off of her driveway to sit and watch the goings on in her koi fish pond. And, I am bound and determined that I am going to live in her fish porch one day. Unless, I win the lottery and can live in my own fish porch. Or, somebody builds me a fish porch to live in before I occupy hers.
I have friends who think they have right of first refusal to the fish porch because they knew Beans before I did…and actually introduced me to her. My friends don’t have a blog to conduct an Occupy Fish Porch Poll. Do I fight dirty? Fuck yeah.
Edit…I have no idea how to post the poll on here but it consisted of this
Occupy Fish Porch
___ Me & Ted, possibly Spawn & the Dragon
___ Not the other people who feel entitled
Vote in the comments. The Fish Porch has comfy chairs, a firepit and I think a wet bar people. Show the love. I need comfy chairs to watch the fish and shoo away the heron. Seriously, blue heron stalk her fish. Sort of like how I stalk her fish porch.