The new garage that belongs to our arrogant, rude, and thoroughly unpleasant neighbor is nearing completion. Regular readers of this blog may recall that it is more than twice the size of our house, and is oriented in such a way as to completely block off our view of the water.
Over the last six months, we have gone from overlooking a wildflower meadow and the ocean to a sea of mud, a huge dumpster and a porta john, and now, turf grass. Boring old turf grass which he will most certainly spray with toxic chemicals. He already does this on the rest of his property – his property right on the salt pond. But that’s just the swell kind of guy he is.
Oh, and while we are all supposed to be on odd-even watering restrictions, his automatic sprinklers are soaking his dumb grass several times EVERY DAY! Where’s that lightning bolt when you need it?