Blah blah blah I stopped the car at the end of the driveway Saturday to pick up the mail. The guy from next door was walking down his driveway while I was at the mailbox. So I said "Hey!" He says hi back. I asked how's it going or how are you or something and he just kept walking. Whatever dude. I told David I think he's not really a jerk, I think he's just clueless. But we also realized that he has a son. Or so we think. The boy is there every other weekend or something. And he's at least 10. That guy looks way too young to have a son that old. Of course I haven't really seen him that close. That night as I was watching (nothing particularly good on) tv, he got into his Camero, revved it up like 4 times, let it idle for a few minutes then turned it off and went back into the house. Huh.