police, eggs, cleaning, computer format, and 50 people at my house tomorrow… yikes!

Today really covered the bases. I’m not sure if I can do it justice in a quick post, but let’s try.

First off, we woke up at 7:30am to pounding bass from the neighbor coming through the bedroom wall. Make no mistake, this was not “kinda loud”. I’m talking “jump up in bed, it’s 7-eff’n-30 in the morning, what the hell are you thinking?” sort of loud. I got all pissed off and started cursing, while my wife walked outside and and knocked on the neighbors door, half asleep, to ask if they can maybe turn it down. She had to bang a few times just to get them to hear her.

When they did finally come to the door, the neighbor said they would “take care of it” in a crass, rude tone and slammed the door in my 8-month pregnant wife’s face. Not shut it, but shook the entire front of the house. I tell you, these people are a piece of work.

Well a few minutes later, considering the music continued to bang against our wall, we called the police. A further two minutes later, a cruiser arrived to find the neighbors sitting in plastic chairs with a little plastic table on the front porch smoking. Music was echoing out the door behind them. The porch is common area, they are not even supposed to be out there settled in and smoking – but don’t even get me started on that.

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House party, white trash, tenders and beers… TGIF!

Ok couple things today…

First off – {insert name here}, stay out of my way. You are nothing but drunk white trash. We know, the police know, my lawyer knows, and you need to tread extremely lightly around me. You can’t win this, so don’t try or you will just look more stupid than you do already.

Second, I’m crazy nervous about this weekend’s baby shower at the house. I’m at least 80% sure I will be calling the police on the neighbor. In fact, I’m almost looking forward to it. Assuming things don’t go that way (and I’m sure they will), we have two days left to get everything together so the day goes well. The house is cleaning up, the back yard is all cleaned up, the fence is up and we are both doing everything we can to ensure everything is in place. 50 people in my house is going to be ludicrous.

But, the party is at most three hours baby! I need only last three hours. Then it will all be behind me. Ok, to be honest I’m sure it will go fine. I’m just overwhelmed with things that need to still be done. I’m usually pretty busy anyway with work, band, freelance and whatnot. Add this sort of thing into the mix and life tends to get a little crazy.

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