Neighbor's yard party went from 11PM to 6AM. Karaoke mic brings out Teh Stupid in people!1
The signs were there when I left in the afternoon: vehicle was moved out of the carport back into the back yard, table set up in the carport. I imagined the party might be over soon after midnight. Wrong. It didn't even start until 11. O.K., I thought, give it an hour or two, wrong. I got some sleep.
We're talking blasting D.J., some actually spiffy techno. I woke up around 3:30 and it was going full blast. Because of past tenants, the thought passed through about calling the cops. But these tenants have been fairly not disruptive for a year and a half, outside of their damned chirping from their car alarm.
So, this being a ONE TIME thing (we'll see about that), holiday and all, my curiosity took over: Not only about how long this thing would last, but how would it develop, would it crescendo, would it peter out, would it end in a fight, would some other neighbor call the cops --- would the cops happen to patrol on their own, where WERE the cops, anyway, that the local news said would be EVERYWHERE for drunk drivers?
So, no, it didn't really develop, just went on and on. The first level of techno gave way to separate singles with breaks of silence (of the music) every few songs. Whenever a silence started, was it permanent?!1 Was the thing over?!1 But, no, it was 30 seconds, 45 seconds of silence, then off we went again!1 Early on there had been kids and women mixed into the party chatter, but as it went on it became almost exclusively males, and after the sound tracks wore off, the dudes started bellowing, three or four of them bellowing off key.
It was over at 5:50 A.M. Some car doors slamming. A couple of laughs. There's another Lounge thread with a cymbal crash for "your neighbor's hangover." It's not loud enough. And I'm thinking more like: leaf blower/vacuum.
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... a one-, maybe two-hour recording of themselves cranked up to fucking ELEVEN whenever they
wake up the next day. I really dislike karaoke.
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We were always pretty considerate with our parties -- the music volume down somewhere between
10 and midnight. Often, the acoustic guitars would come out and soft unamplified voices would play
for each other.
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Though loud, drunken conversations were usually the norm going on 'til 3 or 4 AM.
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But no howling or yeehaaaahing after about 10 or so, either.
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As often as possible, joyous exuberant blush-the-next-day-if-any-of-the-neighbors-spot-you sex,
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Party on!!! 
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Party on!!!
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Party on!!!
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