In my next post, I'm going to try to argue the other side. Just for fun. Not using the code words and phrases the housing boom guys are saying, but just looking for a gleam of a silver lining myself. It's getting so obvious, that now the contrary part of me wants to pop up.

I don't know what Paul-doh looks like, but I'm starting to envision him in sack cloth, long hair and beard, marching up and down in front of my store with the sign: THE END IS NEAR!

I'm not sure what this makes Bendbust? Inside a padded room, bouncing off the walls, screaming;

"GAME OVER, MAN! WE'RE DEAD! DOES' THE WORD CUSTER MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?"

I'm the guy over in the corner, curled up in a ball.

Oh, yeah...and BEM, as the bearded professor who nods sagely at the mushroom clouds on the horizon. "Ah, yes. It is just as I predicted."