October 15, 2003
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
The guy next door is in his backyard smoking a big fat stogie and the stench is sailing right in through my open window (it's a beautiful windy October day and I'm pretending that keeping every window open will clear out all of the germs that have been plaguing us for a month). He has the right to smoke in his own backyard and I have the right not to gag in my bedroom, right?
But it bites.
Then again, maybe he thinks the same thing about the off-key renditions of Björk songs that come out of my window and assail him in his otherwise peaceful backyard.
...if you sing Björk songs off-key, can anyone really tell?