Okay. Back to the post topic. People have been asking about my neighbors for a while now, wondering what crazy shenanigans they were up to. For those just tuning in, the short version is that the house next door is owned by a minor Russian celebrity who's never around but who lets his friends periodically crash there and party. The full epic can be read if you click the 'neighbors' tag at the end of this post.
So, here's the latest. The neighbors are...gone. When I first mentioned them here, I pointed out that they usually only stayed a couple days and then went months between visits. This last time, I thought for sure they were here for good. Between the lawn care, talking to the mail guy, and getting a new car, it seemed like a permanent move. Nope. Not long after my post about their partying bringing down the wrath of the HOA, lolcatz and I noticed them packing up lawn furniture into a car. A day or so later, they were nowhere to be seen. The house is now deserted and silent.
What's the story here? I can't say for sure. It's possible the HOA's shakedown drove them away. Or, perhaps the HOA somehow got in touch with the owner, who then kicked his friends out. Maybe other neighbors called the police. Or, most likely, it was just time for them to move on in their usual way. Guys like these probably can't stay in one place too long, so they just take their patio furniture to the next location, party there, and keep on keepin' on. For all I know, they're in Reno or Cleveland by now.
I'll miss the blog material they provided, but I won't miss the pop synth/1980s R&B music playing at 1am. This does, of course, mean that I've lost my chance at getting invited to one of their hot tub parties, but if history's any indication, someone will eventually be back to that house. That hot tub's not going to maintain itself.