Auld Lang Syne

Dec 31st, 2007 by IrvineRenter 

Robert BurnsShould auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?

CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine,
And we'll tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine,
But we've wander'd monie a weary fit,
Sin auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne.

And there's a hand my trusty fiere,
And gie's a hand o thine,
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,
For auld lang syne

Meanings

auld lang syne - times gone by
be - pay for
braes - hills
braid - broad
burn - stream
dine - dinner time
fiere - friend
fit - foot
gowans - daisies
guid-willie waught - goodwill drink
monie - many
morning sun - noon
paidl't - paddled
pint-stowp - pint tankard
pou'd - pulled
twa - two

Auld Lang Syne -- Robert Burns (1759–1796)

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2007 has come and gone. This would probably be a great time to do a post on the events and changes we have witnessed over the last year, but with family still visiting, I do not have the time.

We have seen many new visitors this year, many of which may not know where Irvine is or what it looks like. I found these images on Google to help orient everyone on Irvine's place in the world.

Irvine Map

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Irvine Skyline

I hope you all are having a great holiday weekend, and I wish you a happy new year.

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Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling christmas eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

Dan FogelbergShe didnt recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried.

We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totalled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged.

We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldnt find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.

She said shed married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didnt like to lie.

I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasnt sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude.

She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another auld lang syne...

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away.

Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain --

Same Old Lang Syne -- Dan Fogelberg

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Irvine home prices and sales for November

Dec 30th, 2007 by IrvineRenter 

ZIP Median Change Sales Change
92602 $662,000 -23.9% 8 -78.4%
92603 $760,000 -29.3% 22 -31.3%
92604 $630,000 5.9% 11 -31.3%
92606 $867,500 19.7% 11 -56.0%
92612 $397,500 -34.3% 18 -14.3%
92614 $650,000 8.3% 8 -63.6%
92618 $742,000 11.9% 21 23.5%
92620 $892,250 24.8% 20 -66.7%

This is the first median I have seen reported under $400K (92612). It is also the first time I have noticed any zip codes with less than 10 sales in a month (92602 & 92614).


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Serissa - Why pay more here when you can get a brand new home (exact floorplan) in Woodbury for less

Dec 29th, 2007 by zovall 

Originally posted January 27, 2006

Address: 52 Tea Garden, Irvine, CA 92620 (Northwood)
Plan: 1600 sq ft - 3/3.5
MLS: S442227 DOM: 246
Sale History: 11/27/2004: $754,000
Price Reduced: 06/13/06 -- $899,000 to $859,000
Price Reduced: 06/24/06 -- $859,000 to $848,000
Price Reduced: 07/17/06 -- $848,000 to $819,000
Current Price: $819,000

First, we'll look at the flip. Here we've got a Plan 1 in the Serissa tract built by Lennar in the Village of Northwood. I believe this particular area of Northwood is called Northwood II and it consists of 4 neighborhood tracts that were built around 2003-2005 or so. This home was purchased from the builder for $754,000 in November 2004 (Phase 5). The private remarks on that listing were "This is a model leaseback opportunity. Rare to buy new home on the Irvine Ranch with no owner occupancy requirement. Builder will cover monthly PITI&HOA until the end of June 2005. 2% referral fee paid for escrow that closes no later than November 30, 2004. Please call with any questions, or come and see our beautiful models. Thank you!" I find it strange that the builder was advertising this on MLS at that time.

Lennar found a buyer who came up with a 20% down payment and took out a mortgage for 80%. This buyer purchased the home as an investment property. Perhaps he leased it back to Lennar for a few months. Then he found a new tenant (MLS S397784) to rent it for $2900/month starting in May 2005. I don't know how $2900/month would cover a $600k mortgage + taxes + HOA. But those were good times and the property probably saw some huge appreciation (on paper).

Anyways, a year later (after the 12 month lease was up), this investor placed the home for sale in May 2006 (just in time for the peak summer buying season). The initial asking price was $899,000. That would give him a nice $150k profit (excluding commissions). Unfortunately for him, the market did not like that price. After a few price reductions during the summer (the investor knew he needed to find a GF that summer), the price stabilized at $819,000. Soo.. for the last 6 months the price hasn't changed. Why not? Maybe he doesn't want to lose money on the sale. Perhaps he thinks he'll wait out the downturn and in the meanwhile just bleed a little money since the unit is rented out.

The private remarks on the current listing state: "VEry VEry MOtivated SELLER!!! REduCEd THe PRICE , REduCed And REduCEd, Now offering 3.5%, yes 3.5% to the buyers' agent. SHOWS like a model!. MOTIVATED agents." If sold at the $819,000 asking price and assuming 7% in selling costs, this investor stands to make a whopping $7,000 profit!

Here's the competition in the Serissa tract:

  • 48 Bamboo - Plan 1 - $798,000
  • 37 Wonderland - Plan 1 - $789,000 (Thanks EvaLSeraphim!)
  • 45 Bamboo - Plan 2 - $819,000
  • 47 Secret Garden - Plan 2 - $849,800
  • 43 Secret Garden - Plan 2 - $849,000
  • 68 Shadowplay - Plan 2 - $869,000
  • 62 Shadowplay - Plan 2 - $879,000

Unless there's a considerable difference in upgrades or location, our seller will have to adjust the price at least once more. It gets better (or worse)... Thanks to IRVINITEEE, I learned that the Serissa tract is pretty much the same as the La Casella tract in Woodbury. La Casella has just started to sell their homes and from what has been gathered in the thread, the Plan 1's that just sold started around $690k. That is $130,000 LESS than what our featured seller is trying to unload 52 Tea Garden for.

How will the La Casella sales affect the appraisal values for Serissa? Anyone hear the sounds of instant equity evaporation?! Lennar has priced Phase 1 of La Casella in Woodbury (a full Village with a ton of amenities) in January 2007 to be lower than Phase 5 of Serissa in Northwood II which was sold in November 2004! (I am comparing $690k to $754k) As has been stated before, the builders are going to do whatever it takes to move their product.

UPDATE #1 - February 2, 2007

Thanks to a tip from EvaLSeraphim in the comments, I've learned that this property has been relisted.

MLS #: S473840

The asking price is now $799,000. With 6% in selling costs, the seller will be about $3,000 in the hole. Will a $20k reduction in price help sell this place? I doubt it. But only time will tell.

UPDATE #2 - December 28, 2007

52 Tea Garden is still on the market (it's been on the market under various MLS listings since May 2006). Here's the latest listing: S494270

The new asking price is $759,000 which is about the same as what the investor purchased it from the builder for in November 2004. It's yet another example of a seller chasing the market down. Had this property been priced at $759k in May 2006 it probably would have been sold.

Here's what happened to the other properties in the original post:

  • 48 Bamboo - Plan 1 - Sold for $746,500 on 4/24/2007
  • 37 Wonderland - Plan 1 - Reduced to $749,000 and then the listing expired
  • 45 Bamboo - Plan 2 - Sold for $800,000 on 4/3/2007
  • 47 Secret Garden - Plan 2 - Sold for $792,000 on 8/7/2007
  • 43 Secret Garden - Plan 2 - Sold for $800,000 on 7/20/2007
  • 68 Shadowplay - Plan 2 - Asking price is now $800,000
  • 62 Shadowplay - Plan 2 - Reduced to $814,900 and then off the market
  • And here are a few other properties that are on the market in the Serissa tract:

  • 20 Shadowplay - Plan 2 - $838,880
  • 60 Shadowplay - Plan 3 - $875,000
  • 35 Secret Garden - Plan 2 - $849,000
  • 27 Wonderland - Plan 2 - $675,000
  • 61 Wonderland - Plan 1 - $699,900
  • 27 Wonderland (short sale) and 61 Wonderland are definitely going to make it harder for the rest of the sellers in the tract.


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    REO in San Juan Bautista (Irvine)

    Dec 28th, 2007 by zovall 

    S516101b S516101c

    Address: 28 Bolinas, Irvine, CA 92602
    Plan: 3 - 1622 sq ft - 3bd/2ba
    MLS: S516101 DOM: 4
    Sale History: 12/4/2007: $638,586 (back to the bank)
    9/9/2005: $680,000
    6/11/2004: $675,000
    Current Price: $529,900

    This Plan 3 in the San Juan Bautista tract in Northpark went back to the bank earlier this month. At the current asking price, the bank is willing to accept a $100k+ loss on this property.

    Here are the private remarks:

    Combo R-E-0. Buyer must submit a prequal w/Wells Fargo along with the offer. (Bank rules)Call xxxxxxxxxxxx Property sold AS-IS. $1,000 bonus to selling agent if closes by 2/28/2008.

    There is actually another Plan 3 REO townhome in this tract (15 Bolinas) which is pending sale at $532,900. These 2 REO's will definitely have an impact on the comps.


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    Parklane - Will this Woodbridge Flipper Succeed? - UPDATE #1

    Dec 26th, 2007 by zovall 

    Originally posted on October 16, 2006

    Address: 7 Chenile, Irvine, CA 92614 (Woodbridge)
    Plan: 2201 sq ft - 4/2.5
    MLS: S442943 DOM: 137
    Sale History: 4/27/2006: $885,000
    9/17/2003: $665,000
    Price Reduced: 07/11/06 -- $1,045,000 to $999,000
    Price Reduced: 08/02/06 -- $999,000 to $979,000
    Current Price: $979,000

    Our flipper purchased this Plan C in the Parklane tract in Woodbridge earlier this year and then put it back on the market 1 month later on 6/1/2006 hoping to flip this home for a quick $160,000! He apparently has had a difficult time finding a GF as this home has been on the market for 4.5 months.

    The private remarks state:

    Price Reduction for the 2nd time. Great Value for the location with lots of upgrades. Vacant - Owner is extremely motivated to sell. Please show and bring all reasonable offers!

    Vacant? That explains the extreme motivation. But 2 price reductions and it's still priced $94,000 over what he purchased it for! After 6% in selling costs, our flipper stands to make over $35,000 in profit if he gets his 'reduced' asking price. We'll have to keep our eyes on this one. The flipper put 10% down as far as I can tell and so there is definitely some room for this price to come down.

    UPDATE #1 - December 26, 2007

    Well it's been a little over a year now and thanks to our wonderful helper britney, we know that this flipper did NOT succeed. The latest listing for this property is: MLS #: S493874. It started out at $947,000, went to a low of $819,000, and is now listed at $850,000.

    It looks like when the flipper bought in April 2006, they put 10% down. If sold at the short sale price of $850,000, I'd imagine the bank/seller are going to lose a combined total of about $86,000!

    This is a $200k drop from the original asking price in June 2006. Time to buy!! Would you purchase this home for $850k? What about the 2003 price of $665k?


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    White Christmas

    Dec 25th, 2007 by IrvineRenter 

    Bing Crosby White ChristmasI'm dreaming of a white Christmas
    Just like the ones I used to know
    Where the treetops glisten,
    and children listen
    To hear sleigh bells in the snow

    I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
    With every Christmas card I write
    May your days be merry and bright
    And may all your Christmases be white

    I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
    With every Christmas card I write
    May your days be merry and bright
    And may all your Christmases be white

    White Christmas -- Bing Crosby

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    The Selfish Giant

    Top of Form

    From The Happy Prince and Other Tales (1888)

    Every afternoon, as they were coming from school, the children used to go and play in the Giant's garden.

    It was a large lovely garden, with soft green grass. Here and there over the grass stood beautiful flowers like stars, and there were twelve peach-trees that in the spring-time broke out into delicate blossoms of pink and pearl, and in the autumn bore rich fruit. The birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them. "How happy we are here!" they cried to each other.

    One day the Giant came back. He had been to visit his friend the Cornish ogre, and had stayed with him for seven years. After the seven years were over he had said all that he had to say, for his conversation was limited, and he determined to return to his own castle. When he arrived he saw the children playing in the garden.

    "What are you doing here?" he cried in a very gruff voice, and the children ran away.

    "My own garden is my own garden," said the Giant; "any one can understand that, and I will allow nobody to play in it but myself." So he built a high wall all round it, and put up a notice-board.

    TRESPASSERS
    WILL BE
    PROSECUTED

    He was a very selfish Giant.

    The poor children had now nowhere to play. They tried to play on the road, but the road was very dusty and full of hard stones, and they did not like it. They used to wander round the high wall when their lessons were over, and talk about the beautiful garden inside. "How happy we were there," they said to each other.

    Then the Spring came, and all over the country there were little blossoms and little birds. Only in the garden of the Selfish Giant it was still winter. The birds did not care to sing in it as there were no children, and the trees forgot to blossom. Once a beautiful flower put its head out from the grass, but when it saw the notice-board it was so sorry for the children that it slipped back into the ground again, and went off to sleep. The only people who were pleased were the Snow and the Frost. "Spring has forgotten this garden," they cried, "so we will live here all the year round." The Snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the trees silver. Then they invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney-pots down. "This is a delightful spot," he said, "we must ask the Hail on a visit." So the Hail came. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go. He was dressed in grey, and his breath was like ice.

    "I cannot understand why the Spring is so late in coming," said the Selfish Giant, as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold white garden; "I hope there will be a change in the weather."

    But the Spring never came, nor the Summer. The Autumn gave golden fruit to every garden, but to the Giant's garden she gave none. "He is too selfish," she said. So it was always Winter there, and the North Wind, and the Hail, and the Frost, and the Snow danced about through the trees.

    One morning the Giant was lying awake in bed when he heard some lovely music. It sounded so sweet to his ears that he thought it must be the King's musicians passing by. It was really only a little linnet singing outside his window, but it was so long since he had heard a bird sing in his garden that it seemed to him to be the most beautiful music in the world. Then the Hail stopped dancing over his head, and the North Wind ceased roaring, and a delicious perfume came to him through the open casement. "I believe the Spring has come at last," said the Giant; and he jumped out of bed and looked out.

    What did he see?

    He saw a most wonderful sight. Through a little hole in the wall the children had crept in, and they were sitting in the branches of the trees. In every tree that he could see there was a little child. And the trees were so glad to have the children back again that they had covered themselves with blossoms, and were waving their arms gently above the children's heads. The birds were flying about and twittering with delight, and the flowers were looking up through the green grass and laughing. It was a lovely scene, only in one corner it was still winter. It was the farthest corner of the garden, and in it was standing a little boy. He was so small that he could not reach up to the branches of the tree, and he was wandering all round it, crying bitterly. The poor tree was still quite covered with frost and snow, and the North Wind was blowing and roaring above it. "Climb up! little boy," said the Tree, and it bent its branches down as low as it could; but the boy was too tiny.

    And the Giant's heart melted as he looked out. "How selfish I have been!" he said; "now I know why the Spring would not come here. I will put that poor little boy on the top of the tree, and then I will knock down the wall, and my garden shall be the children's playground for ever and ever." He was really very sorry for what he had done.

    So he crept downstairs and opened the front door quite softly, and went out into the garden. But when the children saw him they were so frightened that they all ran away, and the garden became winter again. Only the little boy did not run, for his eyes were so full of tears that he did not see the Giant coming. And the Giant stole up behind him and took him gently in his hand, and put him up into the tree. And the tree broke at once into blossom, and the birds came and sang on it, and the little boy stretched out his two arms and flung them round the Giant's neck, and kissed him. And the other children, when they saw that the Giant was not wicked any longer, came running back, and with them came the Spring. "It is your garden now, little children," said the Giant, and he took a great axe and knocked down the wall. And when the people were going to market at twelve o'clock they found the Giant playing with the children in the most beautiful garden they had ever seen.

    All day long they played, and in the evening they came to the Giant to bid him good-bye.

    "But where is your little companion?" he said: "the boy I put into the tree." The Giant loved him the best because he had kissed him.

    "We don't know," answered the children; "he has gone away."

    "You must tell him to be sure and come here to-morrow," said the Giant. But the children said that they did not know where he lived, and had never seen him before; and the Giant felt very sad.

    Every afternoon, when school was over, the children came and played with the Giant. But the little boy whom the Giant loved was never seen again. The Giant was very kind to all the children, yet he longed for his first little friend, and often spoke of him. "How I would like to see him!" he used to say.

    Years went over, and the Giant grew very old and feeble. He could not play about any more, so he sat in a huge armchair, and watched the children at their games, and admired his garden. "I have many beautiful flowers," he said; "but the children are the most beautiful flowers of all."

    One winter morning he looked out of his window as he was dressing. He did not hate the Winter now, for he knew that it was merely the Spring asleep, and that the flowers were resting.

    Suddenly he rubbed his eyes in wonder, and looked and looked. It certainly was a marvellous sight. In the farthest corner of the garden was a tree quite covered with lovely white blossoms. Its branches were all golden, and silver fruit hung down from them, and underneath it stood the little boy he had loved.

    Downstairs ran the Giant in great joy, and out into the garden. He hastened across the grass, and came near to the child. And when he came quite close his face grew red with anger, and he said, "Who hath dared to wound thee?" For on the palms of the child's hands were the prints of two nails, and the prints of two nails were on the little feet.

    "Who hath dared to wound thee?" cried the Giant; "tell me, that I may take my big sword and slay him."

    "Nay!" answered the child; "but these are the wounds of Love."

    "Who art thou?" said the Giant, and a strange awe fell on him, and he knelt before the little child.

    And the child smiled on the Giant, and said to him, "You let me play once in your garden, to-day you shall come with me to my garden, which is Paradise."

    And when the children ran in that afternoon, they found the Giant lying dead under the tree, all covered with white blossoms.


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    The Christmas Song

    Dec 24th, 2007 by IrvineRenter 

    Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
    Jack Frost nipping at your nose
    Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
    And folks dressed up like eskimos

    Everybody knows some tofu and some mistletoe
    Help to make the season bright
    Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
    Will find it hard to sleep tonight

    They know that Santa's on his way
    He's loaded lots of toys
    And goodies on his sleigh
    And every mother's child is gonna spy
    To see if reindeer really know how to fly

    And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
    To kids from one to ninety-two
    Although its been said
    Many times, many ways
    Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas to.. You!

    The Christmas Song -- Josh Groban

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    'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

    Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

    The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

    In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

    The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

    While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

    And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,

    Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

    I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

    Away to the window I flew like a flash,

    Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

    The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

    Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

    But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

    With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

    I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

    More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

    And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

    "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

    On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!

    To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

    Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

    As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

    When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

    So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

    With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

    And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

    The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

    As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,

    Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

    And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

    A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

    And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

    His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

    And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

    The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

    And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

    He had a broad face and a little round belly,

    That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

    And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

    Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

    And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

    And laying his finger aside of his nose,

    And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

    He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

    And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
    But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

    "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

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    The Christmas Song sung by Nat King Cole


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