The Way I See It
By CHRIS MILLSPAUGH
Money isn’t everything
Condoleasea Twice was the hottest real
estate agent in the valley. Just last year alone, she had brought in $79 million
selling houses in Sun Valley and leasing 81 units in Ketchum, pushing her land
and estate deals over $157 million…and yet, she was sad. Sure, the $4.7 million
in commissions helped, but there was an emptiness about her.
Despite her record-breaking successes in
real estate, she was an admitted failure in more than a few facets of her life.
First, she was a terrible driver and had been involved in 17 accidents in the
last three years – 16 in the wintertime because she was sanscolor blind – she
couldn’t see white. Second, she fell in love too easily and at one time had 14
restraining orders against her. Third, despite over 200 Botox injections the
past four months, she still couldn’t get rid of that deep wrinkle on her left
buttock.
Poor Condoleasea, all that money, yet all
that pain. Another thing was that she had never successfully voted in a
presidential election—not that she always backed the wrong candidate, although
that fact is unmistakably true, the problem was that she never ever grasped the
concept of election rules. Six times she showed up to vote after the polls
closed, three times she had punched the wrong name on the ballot and once she
was the victim of a dangling chad.
But, now, there was hope. Allan and Co.
were coming. Oh, yes. The most powerful and successful people in the world were
stepping into her world. If only she could be accepted into theirs. She made
ready. She flew to Los Angeles for a shopping spree on Rodeo Drive. She got a
makeover at "Nip and Tuck," a new hair style by the guy on Bravo’s "Blow Out"
and took tango lessons from Robert DuVal. Now, clearly, beside her enormous
wealth, she was one of the most visibly stunning human beings in the world.
She returned to Ketchum and the quiet of
her magnificent home and would have been fine except she had to go to the Allman
Brothers concert.
Oh, my God. Everybody was there. People
were very excited and were hugging one another. The weather was beautiful.
Everyone was happy. Some perhaps a little too happy. Condoleasea wanted to be
happy, too, and so, when the large bearded man asked her if she wanted some
peyote, she said sure and quaffed those little "buttons." Soon, Condoleasea
imagined that she had sprouted tentacles and was floating up a waterfall. She
ended up on the big "Tower" yelling to the police and firemen that she had a
bomb, was not coming down and no one should fool with her. It took two full
hours to get her down and sedated.
But, she presses on and we mustn’t linger
on this too much because then there will be no room for my assigned column
space. Let’s just all take comfort that in this valley money talks and random
character flaws will endear you to the community forever. But, what a
mind-expanding experience this was for "Condo"! She decided to change her life
and ways forever. A month later, she had liquidated all her assets, paid off all
her properties and turned everything over to locals who needed affordable
housing, thus single-handedly solving one of the most pressing problems in our
valley.
Poor Condoleasea? I think not! She became
a heroine of the grandest scale. She married the bearded man and they live in a
van down by the river in total bliss. The families she helped pay $100 a month
for three- and four-bedroom homes. Now, all she has to do is get a designated
driver, call an escort service, stay seated, forego just one unalienable right
she has as an American and lay off the hallucinogens. Love her!
Always a pleasure, keep going to concerts
and nice talking to you.
Chris Millspaugh is the regional history
director at Ketchum’s Community Library, a writer and performer.