May 6, 2010

This is a picture apropos of nothing.

The guy came to install our new gate this morning and when he actually manages to get it installed, I will post a picture.

Despite 6 weeks of measuring, thinking, planning, ciphering, figuring and fabricating, the gate didn't quite fit. It looks good though. The guy is coming back tomorrow with the modifications needed to fix it.

The people who own the Great Wall of Our Street, have their son living in their house. They live in a major American city 'back East', as we say, out West here. You've heard that part of this story before.

Recently the parents bought a puppy to keep the son company.

The puppy is a yapper and the son is often oblivious to the yapping.

As I waited in the front for the gate guy this morning, I was vaguely aware of the doggie yapping incessantly.

The high point, excitement-wise today, was when Joyce, the no-nonsense British woman who lives across the street, stormed out of her front door in her robe and slippers. She pounded on the door at the Great Wall and screamed, "Stop that dog from barking."

The guy didn't open the door, but the dog stopped barking right away. Heck, Joyce was so scary that even the birds stopped singing and I think the sun got a bit dimmer.




Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky

9 comments:

mouse (aka kimy) said...

i could use a joyce on my street at times!

Barbara said...

I hope the son tunes in a little more to how he is affecting his neighborhood. It is sort of important to be on good terms with one's neighbors. Between the wall and the yappy dog, this guy is not doing too well.

Kurt said...

We have a huge tree in our yard, and our neighbors are always telling us what a hassle it is to clean its droppings from their yards. It's pretty much all they ever talk about with us. You'd think at a certain point they'd move on, since there's nothing that can be done about it, but no. The other day, with the Russian neighbor:

Me: Good morning
RN: Morning
Me: It's a beautiful day
RN [pointing]: Tree no good

Perpetual Chocoholic said...

That might explain the big hideous wall though!

The Bug said...

Kurt - they obviously expect you to just chop the thing down. Don't give in! The world needs more trees...

Merle - they finally brought our new garage door today & they were complaining about how "the other guy" didn't measure it correctly. I guess the measuring thing is universally tricky.

Megan said...

I really don't like yappers. Sorry, yapper liking people.

Steve said...

How could the son be oblivious to a yapping dog that's driving everyone else crazy? Substance abuse? Earplugs? Hmmm....

Reya Mellicker said...

Ah Joyce. Bless her British powers.

Poor puppy. It's probably bored and neglected. Dogs are a big commitment. What were the parents thinking?

Annie Ha said...

Way to go, Joyce.