Last night was a dilly. I had spent a mostly relaxing evening at home. Leilani was at a meeting for the radio station in Everett. All good. When she got home I was relaxed in bed. She ran into the room in a tizzy. It was late at night, and the garage door decided not to work. There was a whole line of cars parked in the alley, and in the meantime, she had placed about six calls to building security. God forbid anyone needed to drive a sick loved one to the hospital, because they weren't going anywhere, and security wasn't checking their messages. The whole thing got her more agitated by the minute. Finally she conceded that the car was staying in the alley for the night. We tried going to sleep.
Literally, not seconds after our heads hit the pillows, our local homeless drummer / singer was out on the sidewalk putting on his nightly show. I finally did what I've been wanting to do for a long time. I went out to the terrace and shouted "WILL YOU SHUT UP!!!!"
Funny thing... it worked. Didn't hear one more drum beat for the remainder of the night.
Friday, December 14, 2007
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