Lively Alley

For a moment the alley was as busy as the front of the street. I was out in the backyard puttering over my plants, ’cause I like puttering. Mxn and her gang of family and friends were out moving things into the house, and yelling, ’cause she wouldn’t be herself if she didn’t yell at somebody. After the Mxn gang moved on into the house, a large truck came easing down the alley, and may have hit a fence as our alley is kinda skinny. I watched the truck for a while because in the past trucks would come through and dump things in the alley. Now that there are few backyards left open, that rarely happens now.
The guys in the truck kept peering over the fences and I asked them if they needed any help. Apparently they were looking for a particular house number, and well we no longer have house numbers on the alley side. So they asked people in Mxn’s house, nope. Then they brought out the people in the monstrosity of a house, they had just moved in and were not really sure what their house number was.
I lost interest in the search for the right house number when IT appeared. He popped out around about the same time as the neighbors on his other side came out. He greeted his neighbors, then me and we got to talking. So for about 5 minutes there was all this chatter over the fences, the truckers, the new people, the neighbors and of course, Mxn yelling.
Can’t get this in the ‘burbs.

2 thoughts on “Lively Alley”

  1. MM,
    I have the same sorta problem on my block. I have been here 3 years this year and it seems like there is always one family doing it’s best to make this block doesn’t gentrify at all. We don’t have any back alleys but that doesn’t stop the males from this particular family. They hang out in front and talk into the night! I have often stared at my clock at midnight wondering when they would have the sense to GO TO SLEEP!!!! Ugh!!!! It will get worse as the summer wears on. Pretty soon they’ll have music blaring and then they’ll wash their cars six times a week. But, “Hey!” its all worht it if one skank hoe slows down to see what all the hub-bub is about. PLEASE, TAKE CARE OF BACKYARDS, DUDES!!!!

  2. Some people don’t have to get up early the next day and if you are young enough, apparently you don’t really need sleep. As far as music goes there is a limit of how much I can deal with. Out of respect of the offender I ask them to turn it down. It is not something I want to do, go over, tell people their music is too loud, but sometimes it is the most honorable thing I thing I should do. Short of that I just call the cops.

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