Skanky Neighbor Update
I sometimes worry because the most interesting thing about me is my skanky neighbors, but anyway, here is the latest S-N-U. I had written to some of you that they had rolled a hot water heater out into the yard and just left it there, and I was going to blog about it as well as the news that I thought the Skanky Neighbors had vacated their abode as no one has been seen about and no lights have been seen burning for a few weeks. However, sadly, I do not have a picture of the hot-water heater lying in the yard. Hey, it only stayed out there 2 weeks, who knew?!? I realize that sounds like something so weird I made it up, but remember they hung a garbage bag from their lamp-post - I can't make this up, there's not enough absinthe in the world. Anyhow, that semi-uneventful update has been pre-empted.
It is my belief that someone reported them to The Law for having a cluttered, littered, junk-filled non-compliant lawn. It wasn't me (truly) - if I may quote Randall Graves, I find it's best to stay out of the affairs of others. But there was a sudden burst of activity last night - they squealed up in their black SUV, piled out and furiously started working, which we saw as we left for errands. Upon our return, they were burning the midnight oilcleaning up doing their own special brand of crap-shui over there, and then when Alan arrived home this afternoon and visited the mailbox, he reported a representative from the esteemed office of the county sheriff present and making observations! (cue ominous chord)
So I think they got in trouble and were ordered to clear up the place. They shoveled a bunch of crap out of the yard proper and hid it in their shed, though they have not bothered to fix any of the missing glass in the shed door. Nancy asked if the half-filled garbage bag still hung from their decorative lamp-post and I am thrilled to report that yes, it does! They also hauled a lot of the crap from out in the yard into the carport - don't ask me, I don't get it either. If you look close at that one, you'll see they saved the trash can the previous occupants, the Door-Slammin' Family From Outer Space, stole from the City of Atlanta. [We don't live in the City of Atlanta proper, we live in suburbia.]
Okay, so you know a Skanky Neighbor Update wouldn't end just like that, right? Without some totally illogical, inexplicable weirdness? A'ight, here we go. They spread a black tarp over some stuff they left out in the yard - sounds good, right? WRONG. They went out, bought a tarp, hauled it here, and meticulously spread it over branches, bracken and YARD WASTE. Because there's nothing so important as saving your yard trimmings from water damage, right? Think I'm lying? Well, behold! A close-up of the Skanky Neighbors' Black Tarp, which I bravely approached, then pulled back for you, my faithful readers, to show that they were diligently protecting DEAD BRANCHES.
As far as those errands we ran? Today was Talk Like A Pirate Day, so here you can see Spongebob joining in, and here you can see my own pwecious widdle Albeard The Pirate. Avast, ye scurvy dog, and prepare to be boarded! Or something.
I sometimes worry because the most interesting thing about me is my skanky neighbors, but anyway, here is the latest S-N-U. I had written to some of you that they had rolled a hot water heater out into the yard and just left it there, and I was going to blog about it as well as the news that I thought the Skanky Neighbors had vacated their abode as no one has been seen about and no lights have been seen burning for a few weeks. However, sadly, I do not have a picture of the hot-water heater lying in the yard. Hey, it only stayed out there 2 weeks, who knew?!? I realize that sounds like something so weird I made it up, but remember they hung a garbage bag from their lamp-post - I can't make this up, there's not enough absinthe in the world. Anyhow, that semi-uneventful update has been pre-empted.
It is my belief that someone reported them to The Law for having a cluttered, littered, junk-filled non-compliant lawn. It wasn't me (truly) - if I may quote Randall Graves, I find it's best to stay out of the affairs of others. But there was a sudden burst of activity last night - they squealed up in their black SUV, piled out and furiously started working, which we saw as we left for errands. Upon our return, they were burning the midnight oil
So I think they got in trouble and were ordered to clear up the place. They shoveled a bunch of crap out of the yard proper and hid it in their shed, though they have not bothered to fix any of the missing glass in the shed door. Nancy asked if the half-filled garbage bag still hung from their decorative lamp-post and I am thrilled to report that yes, it does! They also hauled a lot of the crap from out in the yard into the carport - don't ask me, I don't get it either. If you look close at that one, you'll see they saved the trash can the previous occupants, the Door-Slammin' Family From Outer Space, stole from the City of Atlanta. [We don't live in the City of Atlanta proper, we live in suburbia.]
Okay, so you know a Skanky Neighbor Update wouldn't end just like that, right? Without some totally illogical, inexplicable weirdness? A'ight, here we go. They spread a black tarp over some stuff they left out in the yard - sounds good, right? WRONG. They went out, bought a tarp, hauled it here, and meticulously spread it over branches, bracken and YARD WASTE. Because there's nothing so important as saving your yard trimmings from water damage, right? Think I'm lying? Well, behold! A close-up of the Skanky Neighbors' Black Tarp, which I bravely approached, then pulled back for you, my faithful readers, to show that they were diligently protecting DEAD BRANCHES.
As far as those errands we ran? Today was Talk Like A Pirate Day, so here you can see Spongebob joining in, and here you can see my own pwecious widdle Albeard The Pirate. Avast, ye scurvy dog, and prepare to be boarded! Or something.
5 Comments:
Your neighbors are stunningly strange.
By Anonymous, at 9:30 PM
Yes. Yes they are. And that means something, coming from a chick with a disco ball hanging in the front room.
By Helly, at 9:38 PM
Har! Nothing like some skanky neighbor activity to break you out of the blogging doldrums! My neighbors are terribly nice, darn them.
By Topcat, at 1:29 PM
What will I do when we move??? We were planning to move to a nicer neighborhood, but that may have a negative effect on me blogwise.
By Helly, at 1:41 PM
ARRRGGGH, matey! Love the hat - both Albead and Bob look kewl in that hat! Avast, ye scurvy wench!
heh
mom
Actually, the most interesting thing about you is your incredible mind. And what about the Ken doll in the living room??
By Anonymous, at 3:10 PM
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