The Artist Formerly Known as Oehm-Doggy

The day-to-day adventures of a naive mid-westerner living in the heart of lala land...

Monday, March 19, 2007

All That Jazz

One of my neighbors comes home every single day with the Chicago soundtrack blasting out of their car so loud that I can hear it from my apartment. I will admit that I love me some show tunes and I do own that particular CD, but EVERY DAY? And must it be so loud?

1 Comments:

  • At 9:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Yesterday, I was on the phone with Ben, and his neighbor came over yelling. He was accusing Ben of coming over into his yard at 2 in the morning yelling obsenities at him. Ben apologized and said, sorry, wasn't me, I was alseep. The neighbor said, no, it was you.

    People are so wierd. I don't know what this has to do with your blog, but I wanted to share.

     

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