Dumpie Neighbors

Seattle (not to be confused with the "East side") is one of those odd places trapped by a real estate boom where on any given street a beautiful new home will sit alongside 1925 jalopies with a toilet in the front yard. I'm one of the folks trapped in this paradox. The neighbor at the end of my street has somewhere between 6-8 beat-up rust buckets (I think a few other neighbors might lend him their beaters too) that he parks on the street. You might ask, "how does anyone drive that many cars?". Exactly, he doesn't. They have sat there on the street, collecting rust, for the past 5 months (when I moved in). Meanwhile EVERYONE else on the street has to park elsewhere so he can park his prized beauties in plain sight.

It's times like this that I appreciate Los Angeles.
(a) Cars would certainly have been ticketed by now
(b) Street sweeper would have called the police to tow them away
(c) They have rules for how ugly your yard can get (well not really, but they should)

Oh, in case you are looking for this home, it really does have an old toilet in the front yard... and aluminum foil covering the windows for that added touch.