So, is it somehow intolerant of me to think that yuppies who pay half a million dollars or more for pop-up Neo-Victorian mansions should at least have the good sense (and good taste) not to paint them the exact colour of Pepto-Bismol? This stomach-churning eyesore was previously an attractive house. Now, we may have to change the usual route of our evening walks to avoid unpleasant mental associations with nausea and the cloying taste of "wint-o-green." Oh, the photos are behind the cut. That last one is just an out-of-focus shot of my right foot taken last summer, which I thought I'd include for any fetishists who just happen to be into chipped black toenail polish...