This dream has been shattered by an unforeseen problem, and I could use some advice ...
Kenny Rodgers moved in sometime last week. At first, I thought this would be fun. Last time out, before I arrived at the cabin, I was walking down the trail to my new illustrious estate and I could hear Kenny singing "Lady" in the distance. Of course, this is one catchy tune, and I started to sing along! I turned the corner to see Mr. Rodgers throwing a whisky bottle at me. What??? He said, "Nobody sings that song but me!!", and slammed the door shut.I tried to tell him to go home, but he said that a restraining order prevented that.
The cabin is useless to me now, and I don't have the heart to call the cops. I am planning to wait it out, and see if he will just go away.
