Bright and early this morning the sound of thumping music poured across the neighborhood: the Beach Boys? and then some Lovin’ Spoonful. No, it wasn’t the crazy Jesus guy next door, but the elementary school across the street. Hurrah! Let’s hope it’s only a noe day thing. Yes, we were already up, but it’s still annoying to be bombarded by someone else’s loud music.
And weird — as Gene said, “Wow, rocking to their grandparents’ music.” I’m sure the kids relate.
I got to campus and the house next door was rockin’ out to the Four Seasons — oh, what a day. At least it’s in the back of the house and I’m in the front of ours. That air conditioner may come in handy for white noise.