As soon as it starts getting nice out, my neighbor to the left starts up his old, OLD tricks. He's this crotchety guy who is retired and likes to spend all day, everyday, morning until night, puttering around his garage and BLASTING the super oldie station ALL DAY LONG. There is no escape. Right now I'm trying to get a little cleaning done and the kids are playing around, and instead of the nice peaceful sounds of the day I'm forced to listen to his guy's incredibly irritating music. We're talking "GOING TO THE CHAPEL AND WE"RE GONNA GET MAR-AIR-AIR-AIR-AIRRIED". Stuff like that. No one wants to hear Love Me Tender blasting thru their windows. That was a few hours ago. I tell myself it could be worse. It could be offensive rap music or heavy metal, but I just wish it was no loud, endless music at all. It is my annual spring, summer, and even into fall, gripe. Remember when the Osbornes had those annoying neighbors that would blast their bad music all the time, so Sharron started throwing food over the fence at them???? I can see where she was coming from.