Not to steal thunder from Chris' latest rage-a-thon on Facebook, but as promised, I swung by 14 Branchland Court this afternoon and snapped some pictures on the way to town.
A view from the side of Chris' house. Note one of the three cars rotting in the yard.
"It's a jungle out there" - the front of 14 Branchland Court, looking even more unkempt and overgrown than I had remembered. Given Chris' lack of talent operating a car, I can't help but wonder whether he's responsible for that reflector being bent almost to the ground.
Another shot of the front of the house. Shockingly, this is not the most overgrown I've ever seen a yard get, but it's close. Say what you will about Barb, but she's elderly and somewhat sickly. Chris is a thirty-one year old man; it should be his responsibility to get out there and mow the grass on a regular basis. But we all know what backbreaking toil it is to cut the grass...
A shot of Chris' front yard from farther down Branchland Court. I feel really sorry for Chris' neighbors, who actually keep their yards looking decent.
A somewhat more detailed shot of the junk littering the Chandler's front yard. Ironically, there is a 'No Trespassing - Private Property' sign sitting on a chair in the side yard. Who would want to trespass into this garbage pile?
I was half expecting to encounter Chris while I was taking pictures, but there's so much junk inside the house that he and Barb probably can't see out of the windows to notice people photographing the house.
Also, I managed to get the license tags for the white car and the minivan (if this isn't legal to make public, I'll remove it):
White car: SONICHU (big surprise there)
Minivan: UN4EVER
A view from the side of Chris' house. Note one of the three cars rotting in the yard.
"It's a jungle out there" - the front of 14 Branchland Court, looking even more unkempt and overgrown than I had remembered. Given Chris' lack of talent operating a car, I can't help but wonder whether he's responsible for that reflector being bent almost to the ground.
Another shot of the front of the house. Shockingly, this is not the most overgrown I've ever seen a yard get, but it's close. Say what you will about Barb, but she's elderly and somewhat sickly. Chris is a thirty-one year old man; it should be his responsibility to get out there and mow the grass on a regular basis. But we all know what backbreaking toil it is to cut the grass...
A shot of Chris' front yard from farther down Branchland Court. I feel really sorry for Chris' neighbors, who actually keep their yards looking decent.
A somewhat more detailed shot of the junk littering the Chandler's front yard. Ironically, there is a 'No Trespassing - Private Property' sign sitting on a chair in the side yard. Who would want to trespass into this garbage pile?
I was half expecting to encounter Chris while I was taking pictures, but there's so much junk inside the house that he and Barb probably can't see out of the windows to notice people photographing the house.
Also, I managed to get the license tags for the white car and the minivan (if this isn't legal to make public, I'll remove it):
White car: SONICHU (big surprise there)
Minivan: UN4EVER
on Court fees and to pay the Wuss for having to put up with the Tomgirl Adult Autistic Child.
