Over the years, I've heard about many clashes the previous owners of this house had with Kookooboy. His version would make you wonder how they didn't get arrested. Everyone else's version makes me wonder at the level of petty and vindictive behavior this guy is capable of. To give you an idea of how charming Kookooboy is, he came over one day, all bubbly and beside himself with joy, to tell me the brother of the previous owner had died. This was at the very tail end of the "Friendship" he thought we had.
But for a story on a lighter note, let me tell you about the construction of the garage I now own:
Kookooboy has always been obsessed with the property line between our yards. He told me that when my garage was being constructed, the roof trusses originally hung over into his yard 3 feet. When he pointed this out, he said the previous owners cut the offending trusses off with a hatchet. This is a 16 x 24 garage built from a pre-packaged kit. I wondered out loud to him how such a gross error could have gotten to that stage without anyone noticing. He said because they were stupid. I suggested the stupidity would include - the surveyors, the cement guys, the framers, the roofers, the original architect of the building, the retailer that sold the package and, of course, the previous owners. He agreed. I added that the problem with most know-it-alls was they made it tough on those of us that really do. He, again, agreed. This was the time he first pointed out to me that if he wanted to, he could force me to move the garage, as it was still encroaching on his air space. I wanted to point at the sky and ask him what color he saw.
Another story he told me about was how these people had destroyed his yard. He told me that he used to have a beautiful rock garden on the lawn adjacent to my driveway, in the area that was, for a time, his 'Auxiliary Driveway'. It had a birdbath and lovely flowers. It was a real thing of beauty, apparently. Until the bastards next door had some renovations done in the basement. The plumbers, the carpenters, the electricians -all the trades that had worked on this basement, parked all over his lawn, did burnouts, spit gravel up against his house and totally destroyed the lovely rock garden. I told him they did a hell of a job as they left absolutely no evidence that any such thing had ever existed. On one telling of this fantasy, he had to get the siding on his house replaced. You know, if he still thought we were friends, it might have made a better website.
JD9's Fine Yard The Auxiliary Driveway The Transit System
My Dangerous Barbecue My Faulty Parking New Fence New Trees
The Garbage Can Incident How 'Koo-Koo Boy' was Coined The Seniors Complex
Previous Owners Miscellaneous Stories about Koo-Koo Boy
Updates & New Adventures The Manhole Opinions?