Epicenter of Loony Town

According to Bryan, somehow we managed to move into the center of crazytown (no comments from the peanut gallery--we don't fit in that well!) We have a variety of seemingly insane homeless people around here--we don't know if there's a half-way house around here that attracts helps these people, or what. We have our own nicknames for them--and I know some of you will think we're going to hell for talking about these seemingly unfortunate people, but this is my blog and I can write whatever I want here (and I've been so friggin' busy lately that I haven't had time to come up with something worthwhile to talk about--so this is what you're stuck with.)

• Hitler: He's the guy who does the Hitler salute to every car going by. The scary thing is that he's always on foot, and we've seen him as far as 15 miles away.
  
  
• Geddy Lee: She looks like the lead singer from Bryan's most favorite band of all time, Rush. She used to keep her belongings under the old sign to an abandoned nursery up the highway. She would walk up and down that highway at all hours of the day. We haven't seen her in a long time.
  




• The Vietnam Killer: He is by far the scariest of them all. When he is off his medication, he jumps out of ditches pretending to gun down passing cars. He is way too close to our house for comfort.

We are not heartless people. We're just kind of overprotective of our kids.