Mystery, Continued

A beautiful Saturday morning, the song of birds chirping and chainsaws in the distance.

Current theory as to what the new neighbors are building in their deforested, straw-strewn, and steamrolled backyard (the AC has come alive every Friday night for the last couple weeks to the melodious strain of a half-dead steamroller reverse tone, taillights like “pissholes in the (dark),” after Caine, 1971): inspired by Wallace and Gromit’s “A Grand Day Out” and sharing the duo’s love of cheese, the Ch...