The problem with living in a family-friendly suburb, is that there are families living here!
And their punkass kids, whose outdoor play I used to think was charming, have gotten tiresome as they leave their trash in our yard, they drag branches into our driveway, throw rocks at our fence, and stomp in Paul's new flowerbed. I can mostly ignore the constant yelling.
Paul helpfully reminded me not to worry, within a year or two they'll all be inside smoking pot and playing video games.
I can hardly wait.
In other news, Saturday night the police were being very active on our block, with cars parked all around with lights on, a helicopter circling our block and maybe two others for about 1.5 hours, and apparently, though we didn't receive this honor, the cops were in the yards of the next block over with guns and dogs.
But no one knows why.
Our neighbor who is very nice said she called the police to find out and they basically pretended there was nothing. She seemed very concerned that nothing like that had ever happened in this neighborhood before...
Yup, the place has gone to shit, could you tell the parents of those punkass boys, so they can move to a better neighborhood please?