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I finally got my drum set back from my friends house about two weeks ago. I finally play a little the other day after not picking up sticks for about 8 months. Considering the hiatus, I did play better than I thought I would. So I get all excited about getting a practice routine starting again. Even mention to my friend Johnny that he should come over with his geetar and jamm with me.

Well today I play for about twenty minutes between nap #3 and nap #4. When I left the house at about 7:00pm I was informed by some of the local ten year old hooligans, (I am a friend of these little rodents apparently), that the police were trying to find the source of the offending noise and the sweet little guys wouldn't tell them (awww, bless their little hearts). Anyway, I am now aware of an enemy in my complex. Big bubble burster. I hate living in a condo.