Posted: May 29, 2006 2:59 pm
My last place was a goldmine of insane neighbors. I had a rooming house next door, with INSANE alcoholic fistfights, pit bulls, and just creepy/sad stuff going on all the time. Recently released convicts would come over drunk at 10 in the morning , bark like dogs at women walking by... Across the street was a guy who sat on the curb yelling, smoking, drinking 40's and spitting, horking up mass phlegm and keeping us up with the neverending spitstorm. You'd hear the random houses yelling "SHUT UP!" Unsettling. But the craziest part was the house on the other side of us, where a really nice but bizarre family lived. THe guy collected junk, it was everywhere. He'd fix his siding by stapling carpet to it, was always "repairing" stuff in his bathrobe in the backyard. He'd build fires to cook hot dogs. Anytime we went into the backyard, his 17 yr old son would apppear, and goad us into converations about gardening. He sometimes walked around in a druid's gown, practising his swordsmanship with a rebar sword he made. He told me that he was a master of "Smithery". or the "Smithing Arts..."
Nice family, but was I ever glad to move. Now I live in a small town- great neighbors!