"My Blushes, Watson!"

Last year at about this time some kid in the cul-de-sac neighborhood beyond our back fence started a band. A very, very, very loud band, and when they weren't blasting the greater Redlands area, he was practicing his drumming. This went on from about the time school got out, to about the time parents were probably getting home from work. It got so bad that various neighbors, including us, had to complain until it stopped.


This year? New hijinks afoot, or should I say, at hand? From that same ...