20 years ago I made this statement:  Before I die, there are four places I want to live - a suburb, a big city, a small town, and overseas.  Check, check, check...there's only one left. 

So MIL, FIL, SIL, and BIL are here for Christmas.  BIL's new U.N. job is moving him to Malaysia.  He showed me pics of his housing options.  Shazam!  For $600/month 'lil BIL will be livin' LARGE.  I once stayed at some dude's mansion in Malaysia (Eight years ago).  Granite, marble, and hardwood throughout the house.  I ate freaky looking fruit and strange bananas from the yard.  Amazing fruit.  The owner made two remarkable claims:  The fruit trees were only 5 years old, and the house was worth just $60,000.

I'm bored with the U.S.  Something interesting better happen in this small town or I'm outta here.