This evening, my dear wife (DW) and I went for a nice dinner, and a short ride to an area of town where a couple of friends owned a house in the mid-nineties. I wanted to check the address, so that I can check the current price on Zillow. We were having this discussion a few days ago about the pricing of real estate in this area of California, and I was trying to convince DW that in 1998, their house was totally reasonably priced, at $350K. We're talking about a nice house, with an ocean view, a nice patch of land and so forth. Check out the photo below...
Anyway, my friends sold this $350K house three years later in 2001 for about $700K, and right now, the price is around $1.2mil. Seriously.

The price history of this house is shown on the graph above (dark blue). The light blue is the average price for this zip code.
Which makes sense, since we keep hearing about how we have all these millionaires who moved into our little town, and all the rich Japanese who snapped up all the tract houses in the area, and not to mention, we're running out of land to build on in this area, and the population pretty much tripled since 1998. Yes, that must explain the insane rise in real estate prices. Naaat!!! (a Borat joke).
We then went on-line to check out the price histories of the houses in the area that some of our friends bought recently. Now, we are a well-educated couple, with graduate degrees, and so are our friends. So you'd think they'd know better than to buy during the late 2005/early 2006 peak in housing prices, but apparently not. I guess the positive side of the story is that they did get fixed mortgages... but how much they paid, and what that money bought them is beyond comprehension! (We're talking, $5,000 a month in housing expenses.) If the smart, well-educated ones are suckered into this out of control real estate market, it's scary to think what the "Average Joe-type" folks must be doing.
Here are the graphs of the house valuations for a couple of other (smart and educated) friends from the area:
1) a tract house, built in circa 1970 (bought in 2006) - dark blue (this house), light blue (zip code)

2) a town house, built in circa 2000 (bought in 2003) dark blue (this house), light blue (zip code)
As for us, we are happily typing on our laptops in our nicely equipped, modern rental paying rent that is about 2/5 of the total housing expenses for a similar place (even after accounting for tax deductions). We're young (in our 30s) and missed any possibility of jumping into the housing market while prices were still normal (blame grad school for that), so we're patiently waiting on the sidelines, tucking away money for a downpayment once the market tanks, maxing out our 401Ks, going on nice vacations, and otherwise living quite comfortably while our buddies with $5000 housing payments pray that their roofs don't need replacing any time soon.
More news: my dear cousin (DC) sent me an email today to tell me how they managed to not win yet another bidding war for a 1940 d*u*m*p in an "up-and-coming" neighborhood (a.k.a. crackhead-ville) in a major metropolitan area on the East Coast?!?! It strikes me as so bizarre that there are people still engaging in bidding wars over real estate. Isn't this supposed to be a "buyer's market" now? Do these people live on a different planet? Here is an example of what I am talking about (note that the drug deal taking place on the corner didn't quite make it in the picture):
He and his wife, and I love them both to death, have been determinedly trying to buy a house for the past year, with no success. I tried to talk them out of it with arguments about waiting until the market cools down and deflates, but things quickly become uncomfortable -- they had their mind made up. ... Must ... have ... the ... American ... Dream ... now! So now I am mostly sitting by now, pretending to be happy for them and their plans, and secretly relieved for them every time they get screwed over in a bidding war.
Although, I feel that I should be happy for them when they fail - a year of failures has brought them from the crappiest crack addict part of the ghetto to the slightly more "gentrified" part of the ghetto. For the same price. ... Imagine if they waited for another year or two?!? Maybe they could find some place they could afford where they'd actually not have bars on the windows and drive-by shootings every weekend. Somehow, they fail to realize this fact, and they are deeply unhappy that they are still renting, especially since their plan was to buy something by the end of the last summer. Some people just have more luck than logic.
Anyway, it is time for me to check the situation out at patrick.net before I go to bed. Tomorrow is another wonderful day to sit, relax, and wait for the near future when the house owners will realize what a Ponzi scheme they are up to their necks in.