3..2..1.. CONTACT!

Josh ran into the new neighbor on his way out this morning. It was a male human named Rich, late thirties to early forties, and he spoke english. He thanked us for the candy (score!) and said he's trying to get used to the way things work around here, whatever that means. He's got a wife or a special lady friend named Susan. We don't know where they're from or what they do, but they're happy to be here and say that they will be better neighbors than the coke dealing, adulterous car salesman that lived there before.

Ahhhh... but will they pay cotton-candy-smelling Mexicans to mow our grass and bring us summer sausages at Christmastime? Better neighbors, heh! We'll just see about that.