Tomorrow, when I'm not drunk from birthday celebrations, I'm gonna have some stuff to say in this thread. And with all respect to everyone who's posted in it, I'm gonna top y'all. Watch this space.
I got retirees on both sides of me. They aren't too interesting. However I did get on the State Sex Offender website, did a search, and found out a registered sex offender lives three blocks up the street!
None of my neighbors even acknowledge me. I've lived in this neighborhood since August and no one has even so much as waved to me while I'm doing yardwork. I tried waving to them a few times but they just look at me as if I have a penis growing out of my arm or something. Weird people.
The neighbor to the left of me moved out. The neighbor across from me moved out. The neighbor to the right of me moved out. I am surrounded by empty apartments. What the hell?
To the right is a gay male painter. (very nice guy) To the left are 2 lesbians (nice but not of the lipstick variety) Across the street one house to the right are a couple drug dealing teenagers who lay in the middle of the street in the middle of the night (someone is going to run them over one of these days) Directly across the street at a small 6 unit apt complex is a Lesbian who delivers organs for the hospital (very friendly), a transexual in the process of changing from a man to a woman (keeps to himself), a young white couple that fight day and night loud enough for everyone to hear, and 3 hispanic familys.
Just got through the 'office ' thread. Your neigbourhood sounds like a much better premis for a show...
I live in a cul-de-sac so actually have 6 neighbors. John right beside me is a cool guy. Had a great gig with Accenture, but joined teh Reserves after 9/11. Been over in Afghanistan and Iraq twice now (once each). Neighbor on the other side are also very cool. Dad is the "Super Coach" seems like he coaches everything, knows quite a bit, but I think he's too competive for his own good (meaning even with teh young kids it's about winning not playing time, heard a lot of stories from him about parents complaining about PT and he just laughs it off). One super-hot daughter (21), another Daughter who is a wild child who they kicked out (18). Son is about 9 and is a good athlete, hopefully his dad doesn't burn him out. Other neighbors are by and large strange. One single guys has 2 young kids and he entertains them by sword fighting (has like a masters of the universe sword set). Other guy is a 350 lb dude who rides in a low rider cadillac. Heard he sold drugs before and could still have no idea. I've never talked to him so dunno. Then there's the amish-like folks. I gues family is in their upper 30's. She dresses like she's 60, he's about 5'2 and 200 lbs. They have 5 boys, homeschool them all. Ticks me off because they decide to play baseball (granted with a tennis ball) in he cul-de-sac (with mom supervising) and as you can guess home plate is their front yard, center field is my house. I've most have told them 10 times to keep the ball off my house (I found 3 tennis balls in my gutters) and they stop when I ask but do it again a few days later. To make matters worse it scares my dog to death to here something hit the house so it puts him in a panic attack, so i know everyday they play because my dog is panting and acting weird. I think this year I'm going to be hitting some old golf balls at their house. I seriously think that is the only thing I can do to make my point. Perfect example of why you need a license to parent (literally I have talked/screamed at her 10 times to keep the ball away from my house, even suggested they turn the game around and hit balls at her house).
The lots on either side of me are vacant, and my parents live right behind me. We put a up a fence on the sides and left the backyard open. Great for the kids and parties. Having my parents behind me is great!!!
I have an ex Vietnam vet that lives next to me. I have beagles that like to bark a lot, so he said that he started giving them treats and they stopped the barking. No big deal we figure, just a couple milk bones. Well, after a while we noticed our dogs were gaining quite a bit of weight. I came home early one day and saw him walking over to our gate to give the dogs "their treat for the day." He proceeds to pull out a HUGE piece of chicken fried chicken, and feeds my dogs the entire thing! After that I requested that he no longer feed the dogs, and in the last few months they've both dropped the weight and look healthy again.
I don't think I have any neighbors on my floor of my new apartment building. That, or they're too lazy to take off the take-out menus from their doors. I do have an Aggie below me, so I walk extra loud around the house.
I have a vacant lot to the right of my house and a giant field behind me. Having only one "real" neighbor and a view off the back porch is absolutely great. That being said, neighbor to the left is a coworker of mine - great guy with a nice wife and a kickass old Army truck that just barely fits in his garage. The left of him is a lesbian couple - really friendly with nice kids. Neighbor to the right (past the vacant lot) is weird. Seems like a house full of teenage girls. I never see any "adults" other than this occasional black guy (the girls are all white - not that it matters). They have a little girl (~6?) who is playing in the vacant lot all the time with their four irritating little dogs (bastards keep pooping in my yard). Every day I come home from work and find her with an older sister (mother?) practicing cheerleader routines. That's fine with me, but the older girl takes it WAY too seriously - bossin her around, demanding more practice etc... gets on my nerves. The little girl says six people live in the house but I've only seen maybe three, including her. A never-ending stream of teenagers seems to be around the house though - lending me to think maybe one of the girls had a kid in high-school. I have no idea why I just shared all that...
I once lived on the same block as Sirhan Sirhan's mother (very old) and brother. The brother was very nice. Whenever Sirhan came up for parole, there were protestors. One of my current neighbors is a past Jeopardy Grand Champion. He has won two rounds in this latest tournament.
Beej, your best posts have historically been your drunken posts. Wait till you're drunk tonight, then tell the story, please.
One of my neighbors that I told you guys about a while back is a Vietnam vet who sank into depression because of his lack of benefits. After posting the story on here, we made a few phone calls and called in a favor or two, and now he has 100% benefits, retroactive to 2003. His son can now comfortably go to college, and he promised me a lifetime supply of Miller Lite.
That's a great story. How proud you should be to make such a significant difference in someone's life.
