Ah, it's really starting to feel like home, in our trendy little yuppie and student-with-rich-parents enclave here on the east side of Savannah.
This morning I introduced myself to one of our new neighbors. It wasn't easy, though. I had to wake him up from what I assume was an alcohol induced blackout, where he lay in front of his car on the sidewalk, arms and legs askew, keys by his side, head by the sprinkler. Did I mention the sprinkler was running?