We have had some fun and some sad stories about our next door neighbors

Would everyone like to share some of theirs with us.

** today I was getting ready for our winter weather, I got my generator out and get it started, well in about 30 min my next door neighbor got his out and started doing the same

That was the fun one, now for the next one the house behind me, decided he was going to sight the scope on his muzzle loader so he sits up a target on the other side of the road from his house ( the target is a pizza box) and he is shooting across the county road, at the target.

Dude, you must be wayyyyy out in the country! LOL

Fr. Chuck, I thought I heard someone shooting their muzzle loader!! Happens in my little corner of Tennessee too.

We also have people who golf through a busy intersection, in their front yards, between the chickens.

Each year my neighbor drive to Indiana and buy about $800 worth of fireworks. We've got a homemade launcher for the shells and we make big fun out of smaller stuff, like strapping 50 roman candles together with duct tape, then use military fuse & black powder to get them all to light at the same time... then we make our own stuff (very loud - especially the dry ice bombs - and very smoky) to add to the mix.

... and 4th of July we end up with 50-80 neighbors and their friends in the back behind our deck and we set them all off rain or shine.

It's a hoot!

Where I am,in the UK,we have Bonfire Night,every year on November 5th,where we light bonfires,and set off fireworks.It starts about the end of September,and ends,January 2nd.
I blame Guy Fawkes :D

Oy

LOL Nez

Let's see...

Apart from their firing guns into the air or the one who pissed herself on my couch (and I didn't discover it until three days later and yeah it was that scary) during a ferocious hurricane or having a bonfire party (maybe cousins of yours Nez?) at the height of a really bad seasonal drought catch the 17 acre woods we all live in on fire and nearly burn our house down, taking multiple crews all day to put out and my dog's butt bitten by the loose dog that twice since then chased me into the house fearing for my own butt, I would say my neighborhood is just a hoot too! :eek:

But it is a real neighborhood where we know each other's names... when we were trapped in our deadend block from trees that fell in one of the several hurricanes, we all checked on each other up and down the street. Some people had still had power and so they stretched extension lines to others houses and shared food and cell phones.

Rick,

Check this link (http://federalvoice.dscc.dla.mil/federalvoice/031217/lights.html)out. It is Ludlow Falls in Ohio. Columbus I believe, 51 years and still going strong. If you haven't taken the kids, it is worth it. I went for years more than 30 years ago.

The kiddies will really enjoy it.

I'm really lucky, I moved two years ago into a really nice court yard with 17 flats. All the neighbours are 50+ and very nice. After being an army wife and moving around a lot, this is really nice and I'm very happy here.

I guess my neighborhood is that normal in TN, and you would think it was county, ( we are out of city limits) but we live in a older upscale housing development, each house sits on about a one acre lot. There are maybe 40 homes or so in our development. But I am on the corner lot of the main drive but the one behind me, shots guns every couple days ( he works on them in his home as a second job) and has various targets in his yard and across the street in a field.

The one across the street has a pistol target set up in his back yard but ended up shooting a hole all the way though my other neighbors storage buiding this year.

Of course since I am such a special person, like I always BBQ out on the first snow day of the year.

I BBQ all year long as well and I live in Canada! I shovel a path to the BBQ on my deck after snowstorms. Damn I'm dedicated. :)

My neighbors or a class act. There is something cool about each one of them.

Two of them are actually my friends, and not just neighbors, those are the ones who live across the street. They are from California, and once in a while I go over there and sit with them. Just got back from giving them a box of homemade candy.

That's where the normality stops.

All the others neighbors have their own charm. The row houses in the 50' wide lots below me, are not welfare houses, everyone works, but they are strictly paycheck to paycheck. Sometimes its fun to watch them fight. Had one of the neighbors blow a drive axle while climing up the hill beside the house, went to offer assistance, and go in the middle of two of the other neighbors squabbling.

Then there are the HUD houses caddy corner to my house, every six months brings a new surprise. Will they be calm pot heads? Or roudy music blasters? How many dogs will they bring this time?

There is a teacher that lives right across the other street from me. (Im on a corner lot) She's cool, but she's a veggitarian, so I have yet to figure out how to invite her to cookouts without offence.

Everyone is friendly, those who are not, keep to theirself. The last "bad" neighbor I had was the one who loved to ride his un-muffled dirtbike all over the streets at 45 MPH. That lasted all of about 3 months, until the finally got tired of the rest of us constantly calling the law on him.

All in all, not a bad place to live, but it is an acquired taste.

When the leaves are gone in the winter, you can see across the hollar to drug alley, a place to avoid.
If you search realtor.com for Pulaski Virginia, you will see, two or three houses prices at 20k or less. These are the houses located in that section of town, and I wouldn't board my dog in those houses.

If anyone here is interested in living next to me, here is an affordable fix-er-uper: http://www.realtor.com/Prop/1060327884

It comes with a world class neighbor (me), and I give away free homemade candy every christmas!

I live in your average rural area of Idaho. Swastkas on every mail box with Nazi flags hanging from the guard towers that line the long driveways into the numerous compounds hidden by huge, old growth pine trees. Early on Saturday mornings, one can hear the joyfull cadence of the marching Hitler youth training somewhere in the forest. The deafening sound of high explosives rattle the windows and occasionally dirt and debris rain down on everything in the yard. Yep, better have a good boat cover!
The small coffeshop down at the crossroads does not allow people handing out White Power booklets to the tourists any longer, not since the Feds have been sitting out there in their white van. We all know who they are though since that is the only place to purchase donuts within 50 miles.

I live in your average rural area of Idaho. Swastkas on each and every mail box with Nazi flags hanging from the guard towers that line the long driveways into the numerous compounds hidden by huge, old growth pine trees. Early on Saturday mornings, one can hear the joyfull cadence of the marching Hitler youth training somewhere in the forest. The deafening sound of high explosives rattle the windows and ocasionally dirt and debris rain down on everything in the yard. Yep, better have a good boat cover!
The small coffeshop down at the crossroads does not allow people handing out White Power booklets to the tourists any longer, not since the Feds have been sitting out there in their white van. We all know who they are though since that is the only place to purchase donuts within 50 miles.

There is a saying that goes: "Show me with whom you associate or where you prefer to live and I will know what kind of person you are."

There is a saying that goes: "Show me with whom you associate or where you prefer to live and I will know what kind of person you are."
Oh and here I always thought it took more than that... like a sneak peek into their fridge and a fast perusal of their bookcases(s) LOL but really the dead giveaway is know my dog, know me --and I have the sweetest doe-eyed black lab by which you have ever been flirted with. :p

It was a joke Starman. That is the joke here, everyone thinks you are a Nazi if you live in Idaho. That was just a few misguided souls. I really like the way you go after the jugular and judge everyone so harshly. People like you are the reason I do not attend churches nor follow a religion. I would always end up hurting their feelings. It is a good thing no one can reach you so you can get your revenge on the world without getting yours hurt!

Where I live, nothing ever happens, just the way I like it! Idaho rules!:D

Oh and here I always thought it took more than that... like a sneak peek into their fridge and a fast perusal of their bookcases(s) LOL but really the dead giveaway is know my dog, know me --and I have the sweetest doe-eyed black lab by which you have ever been flirted with. :p
No, you got to look into their junk drawer. Then you will know for sure.:) My dog will just sniff your but!

It was a joke Starman. That is the joke here, everyone thinks you are a Nazi if you live in Idaho. That was just a few misguided souls. I really like the way you go after the jugular and judge everyone so harshly. People like you are the reason I do not attend churchs nor follow a religion. I would always end up hurting their feelings. It is a good thing no one can reach you so you can get your revenge on the world without getting yours hurt!

People like me? Really? I didn't realize you could see that much from such a distance. Well, I guess you are just judging me on my quotation of that particular saying. But naturally that's not going for the jugular in your case. In my case of course-it would be I suppose. But in your case, why, it's just good natured joshing.


BTW
As for church attendance, I don't go to church either so I guess we are similar in that respect. The difference is that unlike you I take responsibility for my decisions instead of conveniently blaming others.


As for reaching me in order to hurt and get revenge comment?? That simply demonstrates what I originally said in my quotation.

Ya, whatever, isn't it you bed time... don't you need to rest that big, throbbing brain of yours.

Ya, whatever, isn't it you bed time...don't you need to rest that big, throbbing brain of yours.

Thank you for the big throbbing brain compliment. But, nawwww. I'll sleep when I die--so what's the hurry?

I BBQ all year round, but I live in California so I don't know if that counts... As for my neighbors, I have had tons and I am only 17. I have lived in over 14 different houses and the neighbors have varied. I can empathize with the cool pot heads, and then there was the music producers, the aunt stuck with her son's kids, the struggling parents of three, the cool old man living by himself who made me sail boats, I don't know if I have a great story about neighbors, I would have to think about it because from the constant moving my family has grown accustomed to not really talking to our neighbors. I mean at first we do, but then we just kind of lose touch... go figure...