June 4, 2012

Go away.

The Punkinhouse is on a pretty quiet street in a pretty quiet neighborhood. Usually, by 11:00 on any night, it's mostly silent. Sitting in my living room with the windows open and a night breeze blowing on an early summer evening, the loudest sound I hear (aside from the rustle of leaves) is the groaning double-time tick of the timer on my living room lamp.
All of this makes it that much more disconcerting when, at 11:40 p.m. last night, the gawdawful new neighbors two houses down and across the street started hollering unintelligibly (except for the large quantity of "fuck yeah's") in a manner reminiscent of college students on their way home from the bar after celebrating their team's win earlier in the day.
What is the best way to address this? Please bear in mind that these people also own a car whose stereo speakers make my windows vibrate. Do any of you know of effective, yet untraceable ways to drive people from home?
Thanks in advance.

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