Grinding on my last nerve/The Sound Of Silence

Ahh...the sound of silence.  Can you hear it?  Any of my long time readers will recall these posts:
No Longer A Party Animal
Drummer Boy aka Metallica Head Is Clueless
Get Off My Lawn/Busted!
Get Off My Lawn/Busted Part 2
I just had a wicked rough day today.  No money for gas to get home from work.  Praying to make it home or find someone who owes me money to pay me some.  Got out of work 45 minutes early, only to get home at my regular time (wtf?).  And then I pull down my street and I hear IT.  I hear music at top volume.  You've got to be kidding me!  I pull all the way up my driveway, close all my windows, the car is running and I can STILL hear it.  I got out my car, got my backpack, set my alarm and walked down the driveway.  I hollered over 3 times.  Not once!  Not Twice! Three times!  "TURN DOWN THE MUSIC".  Nope, still going.  I get in the house.  The window a/c units are running and we can still hear that infernal music!  I went up to my room.  Yup, 2nd floor, a/c unit on, I can hear it as if it were in my bedroom.  That's it!  I called the non-emergency number, hit the button for "you want a squad sent to your house or you want to file a complaint".  I got through immediately and reported the issue.  An hour later and the sheriff was no show, so I got comfy.  A short time later my daughter is calling me, sheriff is at the door.  I go down and explain to him that I have 2 mentally ill children, one not doing very well right now.

"The music is way too loud, listen for yourself officer." - Lola
"Yes, I hear it." - Officer
"I understand our county has no noise ordinance, but this is just too much." - Lola
"Mam, actually we do have a noise ordinance right now.  Is that dog loose over there too?" - Officer
"Yes." - Lola
"Is he dangerous?  Because those dogs seem to love brown polyester." (Referring to his uniform.) - Officer
"Those dogs are just big and goofy, I doubt they'd bite." - Lola

And I go on to explain my history with Drummer Boy and Animal Control.

"Mam, I'd be happy to go over there and write 2 tickets.  $150 for the noise and another for not following the leash law." - Officer
"Go for it!  Thank you officer." - Lola

So the officer goes over there for about a 1/2 hour and then comes back and explains to me and my gf that he wrote Drummer Boy 2 tickets.  Then he apologized profusely for taking so long to come out to answer the call.  I told him no worries, I know Fridays are busy and there are more important calls out there and that we really did appreciate that he did come out and write those tickets.  We all shook hands and the officer left.

I'm not a spiteful person, I know this guy claims to be on disability and rides his bicycle to the liquor store every day for a 12 pack of Bud, and gets into donnybrooks on the lawn with his neighbor to the east.  But gosh darn it, I've got no money for food or gas and dude, you're grinding on my last nerve.  We've had years of this.  Enough is enough.  And hey...I did warn him...THREE times.

If nothing else happens this weekend...I will feel I have accomplished something.

I have gained silence.  And...it's golden.


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