crazy neighbor

I was on my way out the door, when...clomp-shhhh, clomp-shhhh, clomp-shhhh.

I could hear him though my open window, on his way past my door. So I jumped down the stairs to catch him and say hi. Not that I was in any danger of losing him.

"Hey, how are you?" I asked.

He took a deep breath. "HELLO, IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY."

"Yes it is, very nice."

Deep breath, "IT'S THE PERFECT DAY FOR GOING TO THE BEACH. I'M GOING TO GO FOR A SWIM."

He was dressed in polyester pants, a button-down shirt, and leather shoes. No towel or bag or evidence of swim apparel or anything. Whatever. "That sounds nice," I said.

"YES." Clomp-shhh, clomp-shhhh, clomp-shhhh, and then he stopped again. "DO YOU LIKE THE BEACH?"

"Yes I do, very much."

"WE ARE SO LUCKY TO LIVE HERE, IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL."

"Yes, it is, it's a very nice place, , I wish I could go to the beach today."

Clomp-shhh, clomp-shhhh, clomp-shhhh.

"WELL, HAVE A NICE DAY."

"You too."

And I walked past him out the gate, but then stood back in the neighboring yard to watch where he was going.

When he got to the end of the road, he turned left.

...aaaaaaand, the beach is to the right.

My goal: to get an invite into his apartment for some tea or something. I'm DYING to see what it's like.

Comments

[Jane Jane]

If you do get an invite, write about it.

Better yet, take pictures. I'm quite curious too.

[Lynnster]

I just adore your little old man neighbor. Yes, yes, I hope you get an invite in. I'm dying to read that blog entry!

[Jose Romero]

bring him to game night!!

[Glenn C.]

Isn't he straight? I remembered him mentioning something about young girls he liked.

[Leo]

wait. dows he know who you are?
picture that: he googles your name, finds your blog and... decides to act up just for you, to give you something to write about him!

ok, i went too far.

[Liberal Texas Democrat]

Invite him to join you for a cup of coffee. It's the least you could do. Oh, if you visit his apartment, don't take anything.