Dammit, and I thought our days of paintbrush and paint flecks all over a decidedly-disposable outfit were long over. . .
Apparently, there is more work to be done to the place after a period of idleness, including taking out those ugly spiky trees in the front that obstruct vision.
And just when we think things couldn't get worse, this happens, barely missing Tung's car (and Tung, as he was on his way out of the house) by that much:
Luckily, we have such considerate neighbors, who recognized the strange curse that has gone on in our lives lately, to do this for us:
And as to the security issues, I'm doing this:
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