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October 1, 2012

Don't Hire A 48-1/2 Year Old Burn Victim With A Fat Lip As Your Architect

The siding on my house is 111 years old. It requires painting. There will never be a house with 111-year-old vinyl siding on it.
And the siding on mine will be structurally sound for another hundred years -- or two. There are dozens of windows in my house that are 111 years old. They are made of wood, many still with the original wavy glass in the sashes. There will never be a house with 111-year-old double-glazed vacuum-sealed windows in them. My house has 111 year old birch strip flooring in it. There will never be a house with 111 year-old Pergo flooring in it. -- Sippican Cottage:

Posted by gerardvanderleun at October 1, 2012 1:28 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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I won't live to see my vinyl siding deteriorate.

I won't even be living in the same house when it does finally need to be redone.

But I would have to paint the siding if it was wood, and that is either a horrible, vacation-stealing task or an expense easily avoided.

I'll take the vinyl siding.

Posted by: Daniel at October 2, 2012 4:24 AM

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