Saturday Night, In Two Acts
So apparently I am continuing on my trend of becoming a crotchety old man. On Saturday night the people across the alley were having a party. It wasn’t loud or raucous or anything like that, but they were in the alley talking and playing bean bag ball starting at 11 PM. And there were like a million of them. One of my neighbors told one of them off for peeing in the alley. The bean bag ball is what did it for me though, that thump, thump, all night. It kept waking me up, but I was … er … too inebriated myself to wake fully up to go tell them to knock it off. My wife did at around 6 in the morning though. I can’t even imagine going to a party until 6 any more. It seems as if the party was had by relatives of the builders rather than new tenants, so I don’t have to worry about having those guys for new neighbors. Though I can’t imagine that the builder was really happy when showing the unit on Sunday and finding a keg on the back porch.
However for all of my complaints about that, I shouldn’t be too upset because the people up the street had a shooting in their alley instead of just a fairly quiet party. This was the same alley, though separated by a school. The info from the Trib and the info from the local CAPS news group are slightly different. I wonder if the police talked to the people in the party because they seemed to know about it the next morning. Whatever the case, remember to keep a wary eye out when wandering the streets.