Good Jeans.

I was driving it this morning and noticed the lady in front of me pulling down her sun visor. I was a little confused since I didn't notice the sun. After a second I ducked down and put my face closer to the windshield. Sure enough, the sun was out and bright. But sitting up straight it was blocked by the roof of the truck. It made me think I'm glad to be tall. Even if I'm the runt out of the guys in the family, I'm still taller than most people. Thanks for the good genes Chias. Well played.

The weekend was fairly uneventful for me. I got some laundry and dishes done, and got some quality time in with the kitty. I think the bulk of the excitement was Friday night. We had a couple move in 2 houses over (a house we were going to look at) around the same time we moved in. On Memorial Day weekend (Sunday to be exact) ChiaPop and I were returning from the bike shop and the neighbor across the street was blaring Mexican music. It was loud but inside the house you could only hear it with the TV and AC off. And even that wasn't bad.

I noticed the neighbor 2 houses over staring that way and yelling to us about how he was going to call the cops. I just brushed him off and went inside. It was 2:00 PM on a Sunday afternoon. Really? Too much noise Sunday afternoon on Memorial weekend?

So we get home Friday and he has the Mexican music plaring again. This time it was 6:30 in the evening. Sun was still shinging, etc... It was a Friday night so whatever. About 30 minutes later we ran out to the store. When we went outside the 2 neighbors were in their driveways mean mugging each other from across the street. But the music was no longer playing. We were wondering what was going on until we passed the side street. That's where the cop was parked apparently waiting to see if he turned the music back on.

The jerk face actually called the cops. We don't complain when the block is littered with cars every weekend due to your weekly garage sales. And a little word of advice, don't put the same shit out every weekend. Eventually all of the good stuff will have been picked through and you're left with a bunch of trash nobody wants. Maybe insted of dragging it back in the garage Sunday night you may want to consider dragging it the other way. To the curb.

I'm just saying.