Awesome Neighborness and other Sunday stuff

We have these newish neighbors, the muffin neighbors for those of you who read the previous post about them, and they rock. Yesterday a piece of their mail accidentally came here and we inadvertently discovered that they had gotten engaged. Hooray!!! Just so you don't start to think that T.G. and I are weirdos who open other people's mail, it was a postcard from a wedding planner that said 'Congratulations on your recent engagement' in GIANT letters. Of course we looked it and got confused before we realized it wasn't addressed to us, because...well, it came to our mailbox and usually stuff in our mailbox is for us. Anyhow, this lead to the totally awesome discovery of their engagement and we are very happy for them. (Especially since yours truly is not a fan of people playing house prior to 'death do us partage') When we got home from church, they were outside making the front of their yard look lovely with all sorts of pretty hostas and coral bells and nice chocolate brown mulch. So I took them their mail and the empty muffin basket and we talked a while. Then I helped R. prune his floribunda rose because it was beginning to eat the backyard like some sort of prehistoric thorn monster. (I just made up the prehistoric thorn monster and I'd advise you to go with it. There's no use in explaining to me that no such creature exists. Trust me.) Where was I? Erm...
Oh, right...pruning...rosebush...ah yes, we had a moment with our strangest neighbor. Weird Camera Neighbor.
While pruning the rosebush the Weird Camera Neighbor came over and acted well, weird. I don't think I've mentioned Weird Camera Neighbor. He's just...so odd. He lives at the very end of our block and has surveillance cameras mounted all around his house, mostly pointed at his various neighbors. He also seems to hate most living things and has coated his entire property with antiseptic looking white pebbles and large tufts of ornamental grass. There used to be some Japanese Pines and Weeping Cherries on his property, but he systematically cut off all their branches and killed them and then painted the stumps (which he left tall) white. Like I said, he's not exactly right. So W.C.N. came over to ask R. if he and V. had knocked over the white brick edging stuff at the front of his property. In truth he didn't ask so much as basically accuse them of it, which was typical of his brand of weirdness. They'd been no where near his edging, and why on earth would they knock it over? I mean...what normal person would just walk over to a crazy neighbor's yard and kick over their edging...especially in front of a multitude of cameras? I was standing there and wanted so badly to say to him "Listen wackjob, what's the point of all these cameras if you don't bother to review to tape to see who knocked over your edging?" But...I value my sanity and I have a very strong feeling that W.C.N. could become an extreme nuisance if he wished. For a while after we first moved in, W.C.N. would call the cops on T.G. and I every time a dog in the neighborhood barked. Granted we have dogs, and they do bark here and there, but one time he called them when they weren't even home. Plus another time he told the police our dogs had been out all day barking in the rain while I was in the house ignoring them, when in fact:
A. It hadn't been raining
B. The dogs weren't outside
C. I was at work
Like I said, he's a weirdo. The cop basically said to us "We know this guy, he's a weirdo. If you want to lodge a complaint against him you let us know." Hah. See? Even the cops think he's odd. One of the funniest parts of the dog saga was that he could never get our address right and he kept sending the police to our left hand neighbors who have no dog at all. Boy, were they perplexed. But now I'm all off topic. Getting back on...
So after he asked R. if he knocked the edging down, and R. said 'Um, no." R. offered to help him fix it and he got all jumpy trying to say that if R. hadn't knocked it down, why was he offering to help put it back etc...it just got stranger and stranger. Then, and this might be the most amusing and also most wacky part, after W.C.N. went back inside the cameras suddenly swiveled so that they were all pointed at our poor innocent new neighbors. I can only shake my head at this typical insane behavior from W.C.N., whatever. He's nuts. At least there aren't more of him. Most of our other neighbors are lovely people. We can't really complain. Besides, he spices things up with his oddities and gives me a reason to roll my eyes while I weed the pansy bed. This doesn't mean I will stop my current well-founded plan for staying out of his way though.
Hm. This is long and I am tired. I think I'll stop now. :)