Freelance flu groupie/hobbyist who spends days camped out at the computer monitoring the coming ManBearPig Flu pandemic and reporting each recorded sneeze and sniffle.
The flunatics must be having a massdoomgasm right about now, eh?
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.