At reasonable hours of the day!

Go Giants! Gotta love a safety to start off the festivities.

Also, the Indianapolis Children's Choir sounded great! One of our friend's daughters sings in that choir but wasn't part of today's ensemble.

Kickoff is supposed to be at 6:30 EST, but I'm pretty sure the festivities started broadcasting sometime this past week.

man, your dry wit cracks my shit up.

I have always lived on top of 2 story apartments. The thing that carries UP is yelling. One apartment I had my landlord and his wife screaming at each other downstairs (although that was mostly because they were old and cranky and deaf) and the couple next store screaming at each other as well (and they were pretty mean to each other). I cannot express to you how much I hate yelling, especially that crazy, scary out of contrlo yelling, whch is what my neighbors did.

LOUD LAUGHING CHILDREN!!! THE HORROR!!!!

Actually I worry that we are loud but that my neighbors currently aren't home enough to notice.

Oh god, at my current building I've had three different tenants above or below me who slept during the day and stayed up all night making noise.

At least the current guy below me actually has become quieter at night after I asked.

That's one of the things that I love about living so far out in the desert. We actually are kind of noisy, annoying neighbors. We have a dog, we have kids over who stay late, we do recording and mixing which are often noisy. Our yard is messy with yard tools. We shoot archery in the backyard. But there's literally no one around to mind, so we can do it with aplomb.

Also, I'm watching the Big Sports Thing and I still don't know who to root for.

In university had a roommate who did clog dancing.

Right after I moved in the guys living below us, who I happened to know from elsewhere, had a party. I brought my roommates down and the guy was able to pinpoint whose bedroom was whose. Oops.

That said, the one who was the clog dancer actually helped me a lot with these kinds of issues. Before I moved in (so before the others met the guys downstairs), if she knew they were having a party, she made plans to stay elsewhere. And she always had earplugs at the ready. The idea that you could approach noise issues as "I know this will bother me, they're not doing anything out of bounds, so is there something I can do to minimize the impact?" was kind of new. So if my neighbor has the occasional party that makes it hard to sleep, I try to go earplugs and stuff before getting all worked up and irritated.

(When it's reasonable noise, not middle of a weeknight band practice or something.)

We lived next to a(n unofficial) Frat House from the time I was pregnant with Casper until she was nearly 5 and Dillo was 2, so my standards for offensively noisy necessarily became somewhat relaxed.