- Mar 25, 2007
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We're the crazies in our neighborhood. The lawn gets mowed, by use personally (not by a service), once a week, and I don't care about the crabgrass. Back lawn hasn't been mowed since DH cut down some trees back there, so it's meadow this year. We hang our laundry on the line in the backyard. Have motorcycle parties where we drink and go swimming in our birthday suits. DH is a tattoo artist and we have no children. I clean the house personally, I don't have a housekeeper. We currently need to re-paint the front part of the house that gets a lot of sun, but we're not dying of embarrassment about it or anything. I have a big veggie garden instead of grass in the backyard. Also, we're the only people in the neighborhood who weren't born with a silver spoon in our mouths but instead actually had to work for our education and money.
Craziest neighbors I ever had: possibly the entire town of Plymouth, PA. It's not a big town, they all qualified as our neighbors more or less. Conversation between our immediate neighbor and me:
Neighbor: How is school going?
Me: Oh, OK, I have to get a waiver because I don't have a HepB vaccination, and I can't afford to get it. Kind of a hassle.
Neighbor: Well, don't let them give you that AIDS vaccination! They inject it RIGHT HEEEERE (points to forehead) in your Third Eye so they can read your thoughts!!!!
Me: Uhhhh...You know, I don't think that's possible, the only HIV vaccines are still in trials yet...
Neighbor: Don't you no-no-no ME! I heard it on the news on Art Bell!
Conversation between me and the department of housing officer:
Me: See, the problem is, my bathtub is leaking and the house is really old, and right where it's leaking there is electrical wiring, not grounded or insulated, and it's a fire hazard on top of the water damage and mess from leaking. And I've talked to my landlord and he refuses to fix it, he just put a bucket under the leak.
DoH officer: Aww, that ain't nothin'. You oughtta see your neighbor's place, they got raw sewage running through their front yards just up the hill from you.
Me: Well, can't you issue a citation or something?
DoH officer: Honey, if we issued citations for everything like that, there wouldn't be anyplace in the whole county to rent.
Conversation between two of my neighbors, while I was unloading the moving truck while moving in:
Neighbor 1: Do you think that's a man or a woman?
Neighbor 2: You can't tell, with these longhaired hippies and their jeans.
(Did she think that I should unload a moving truck in heels, pearls and a Diane von Furstenberg wrap? Note also, I do in fact have a womanly bosom.)
Neighbor 1: Those can't possibly be boxes of books. No one reads that much.
Neighbor 2: These hippies, they move in and wreck your property values, you know! I'm calling the police! We don't have to put up with that!
*Neighbor 2 stomps into her house*
Neighbor 2: Well the police said they couldn't do anything about it! Do you believe that! Our property values are gonna go down, it's as good as stealing, and they won't do a thing!
Craziest neighbors I ever had: possibly the entire town of Plymouth, PA. It's not a big town, they all qualified as our neighbors more or less. Conversation between our immediate neighbor and me:
Neighbor: How is school going?
Me: Oh, OK, I have to get a waiver because I don't have a HepB vaccination, and I can't afford to get it. Kind of a hassle.
Neighbor: Well, don't let them give you that AIDS vaccination! They inject it RIGHT HEEEERE (points to forehead) in your Third Eye so they can read your thoughts!!!!
Me: Uhhhh...You know, I don't think that's possible, the only HIV vaccines are still in trials yet...
Neighbor: Don't you no-no-no ME! I heard it on the news on Art Bell!
Conversation between me and the department of housing officer:
Me: See, the problem is, my bathtub is leaking and the house is really old, and right where it's leaking there is electrical wiring, not grounded or insulated, and it's a fire hazard on top of the water damage and mess from leaking. And I've talked to my landlord and he refuses to fix it, he just put a bucket under the leak.
DoH officer: Aww, that ain't nothin'. You oughtta see your neighbor's place, they got raw sewage running through their front yards just up the hill from you.
Me: Well, can't you issue a citation or something?
DoH officer: Honey, if we issued citations for everything like that, there wouldn't be anyplace in the whole county to rent.
Conversation between two of my neighbors, while I was unloading the moving truck while moving in:
Neighbor 1: Do you think that's a man or a woman?
Neighbor 2: You can't tell, with these longhaired hippies and their jeans.
(Did she think that I should unload a moving truck in heels, pearls and a Diane von Furstenberg wrap? Note also, I do in fact have a womanly bosom.)
Neighbor 1: Those can't possibly be boxes of books. No one reads that much.
Neighbor 2: These hippies, they move in and wreck your property values, you know! I'm calling the police! We don't have to put up with that!
*Neighbor 2 stomps into her house*
Neighbor 2: Well the police said they couldn't do anything about it! Do you believe that! Our property values are gonna go down, it's as good as stealing, and they won't do a thing!