Have I told ya'll about my crazy neighbor?

His wife/girlfriend/wife(?) scared the hell out of me.

girlfriend. when they broke up he totally went nuts, starting doing junk and going totally nuts. randomly coming to my house at 2am covered in cuts, having run through the woods convinced the police were after him.

We had a crazy marijuana addict lady living across the courtyard from us. She lost her laptop and got mad at another neighbor (with whom we are friends) because he had told her to clean up her boyfriend's dog's feces on the lawn (she was apparently lax about this) and she had put down her laptop to do it and then she left in her car without it and it got swiped by someone. In her mind, this meant that the other neighbor was responsible for the loss of her laptop! She then hated us, too, because we are friends with this other neighbor. On a number of occasions after this, she had to walk up to her front door while we were outside and she SLAMMED the door after entering her house to express her displeasure with us (for being friends with the other neighbor). Finally, she was moving out and, on this day, my daughter had been playing on the courtyard lawns in front of her house. We had gone in the house and a couple of my daughter's toys were still out the lawn. The lady picked up the toys and threw them! (These were not her lawns! They're just lawns out in front of the whole complex.) I came out of our house and yelled at her! I said, "Good riddance" loudly as she was leaving.

So then this guy moves in to the unit and he's home all day every day and he's got all of these sketchy people coming and going all the time. They stand at the front door and knock and knock until he finally comes to the door and lets them in. We start joking about him running a porno studio in there. Turns out he is! (He admits it finally to another neighbor.) One of the guys who comes every day is this older guy in a big white Cadillac! Finally, the guy ended up going to jail, but some of his porn stars squatted in there for a while. We called the police on them once and they finally got evicted.

Then, these two guys move in. They were formerly homeless guys and one, at least, had substance abuse problems. One of them had AIDS. This guy dies in the apartment (apparently from a morphine overdose???) about three or four months after they move in. Now, the other guy has to find another roommate and ends up with this insane guy. They fight and the cops come a number of times. Eventually, this guy ends up with the apartment because the other, original guy checks into rehab. He suddenly seems hostile toward us and our friend, the other neighbor mentioned above. He starts playing his radio loud all day with his window open. The other neighbor tries to be nice to him when he sees him one day and the guy tells him, bizarrely, "YOU'RE A FUCKING TRIFLE." (???) Apparently, the guy doesn't like the fact that we don't have our shades drawn all day because he thinks we can see into his apartment. (He walks by our window one day muttering ominously about this.) We complain to the property managers about his fucking radio and this somewhat threatening behavior. We call the police one day when he's got the radio on and won't answer the door. The police climb through his window and turn the radio off. (Turns out he hadn't been home all day.) A couple of weeks later, he's doing the radio thing again. He's home this time. My wife asks him to turn it down and he's very cordial and says "Sure." He doesn't, though! I ask him again and the same thing. Third time I have to go over there, I don't even knock on his door. I just ask loudly, through the screen door, "CAN YOU TURN IT DOWN PLEASE???" It's summertime and it's hot out. We need to have windows and the front door open. He tells me, "You have two options. You can close your windows and door or you can leave them open. It's up to you. I'm not turning it down." My third option, which he forgot, was that I could call the police again, which I did immediately. They came and he had to turn it down. We were worried that he was going to murder us or something for a while after that, but he finally got evicted. The day before the sheriffs were supposed to come to evict him, we hear him inside the apartment SMASHING SHIT UP. Next morning, same thing. He takes off a couple of hours before the sheriffs come. We got to walk through it and saw all the smashed up shit when the property management guy came later that day to clean it up.

Now there are two nice people living there.

woah.

marijuana addict?

like you and me, cutty boy.