Melissa, starry-eyed soy-lovin' Expatriated Zulu (oddharmonic) wrote,
Melissa, starry-eyed soy-lovin' Expatriated Zulu

Baby WMDs, trebuchets, and neighborhood improvement.

Can baby poop be considered a Weapon of Mass Destruction? She's been eating better than usual lately (more veggies and milk) but tonight's poop was a not-quite-solid mess I can smell all the way out here. (Soiled diapers go in a trashcan in the bathroom on the west end of the house that we change every other day.)

We thought about constructing a trebuchet the other day and using it to hurl diapers at the neighbors. One of them runs an auto repair business from his backyard and really gets music (thump, th-thump, thump...) going on weekends, so he'd be an easy target... but it's not worth it since by this time next year, we'll be gone and everyone else will still be here, letting their dogs run willy-nilly and competing to see who can make the most noise.

(Regarding trebuchets and similar: if it hurls things, launches or otherwise involves fun with physics and explosives, it's probably among our hobbies. We're those geeky neighbors you catch staging major battles of World War II with plastic army men and a couple crates of Black Cats, those teenagers whose homemade mortar launcher and subsequent noise confused non-locals picnicking before the fourth of July fireworks in Indian Hills, and the smart-mouth who told someone who didn't let her children online because of information on bombmaking that if they knew how to use the library, it didn't matter since that's where I learned all the fundamentals of pyrotechnics before trying it myself. And if you're like us and make your own, you probably already know about the joy that is Skylighter. If we can get a few days of leave after our tax refund comes back, we're making a trip up there to save the cost of shipping.)

Speaking of noise, the first unit to look like a house has arrived. (kenwestervelt, this is what you saw when you stopped by today.) Prior to its arrival, the neighborhood consisted of single- and doublewide trailers of 1970s and '80s vintage on individual acre lots, but a few weeks ago one of the units across the road underwent an addition-ectomy. (Its side yard abuts the backyard of the unit directly across the road from us.) This wasn't surprising, since the addition looked like an invitation for leaks -- it was two or three rooms tacked on/over the side of the trailer, which looked as if it had never had an addition post-demolition. A few days later, an RV joined the cars that regularly live there and an entire afternoon of noise ensued as the trailer was moved onto a flatbed trailer that sat in the road for several days.

0402_01neighrdormeryardThe old unit was trucked off over the weekend and the new unit arrived late Monday, front and back halves on separate flatbeds. They brought in a crane on Tuesday and set the halves in place, so now I expect several more days of work to complete whatever needs to be done. Today the crane was lifting up dormers for the second floor (it doesn't look high enough to be more than a loft, but our ceilings are so low I feel tall) and I got an amusing shot of one of the pre-assembled dormers sitting in their yard.

And now with the arrival of warm weather, it's time for a thorough vacuuming of the house that'd been neglected for the past few weeks since my sinuses weren't up for the noise and dust (the onboard HEPA filter is good, but I think this house produces more dust than any other I've lived in) and we need to keep any food crumbs down to be less attractive to the ants, which are starting to come out in force.
Tags: 662.1_fireworks, 688.72_toys, 817_humor, 975.6_north_carolina, annoying_neighbors

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