Keep it down!

Do you know what really grinds my gears? Lame neighbors who ruin parties because you’re “being too loud.” Sadly, this has been happening to me a lot lately. I’m sure you’re thinking, “But J, why so sad? Doesn’t that mean you’re at some kick-ass parties and are therefore super cool for being such a socialite?” Not necessarily.

You see, my friends have some pretty lame neighbors. Take Barry over at Ocean Cottage. B-dog lives across the way from T&A and subscribes to the philosophy that any noise (or bright light for that matter) after 11pm is a public nuisance and warrants calling the cops. At first, I thought T&A were over exaggerating. Until one night, in the middle of a heated discussion about the Primary Elections, we hear a knock on the door. Like four RBPD were at the door ready to break up our “party” of four people sitting around a table discussing the merits of Sarah Palin (There are none, btw. She sucks). It was 11:05pm. Effing Barry. “Party” ruined.

I thought maybe B-dog over at OC was a special case until I headed over to an Easter Egg Decorating Party over at L’s at Playa Pacifica. First of all, this party was awesome. Who doesn’t love decorating Easter eggs? The marbleizing kit was my favorite, though I never got a chance to see the glow-in-the-dark paint in action. We ran into trouble during the Easter egg hunt later in the evening (at like, 10pm). At the tail end of the hunt, while half of us are standing in bushes and T is placing a plastic egg filled with quarters into the pool, SECURITY showed up. Security?! Are we in college?! (Don’t answer that, I can’t deal with the reality of my aging). I guess so, because we were told that we must “disband” the egg hunt and were then escorted back to L’s apartment. Like literally escorted; the security guard stood by the door while we filed back into L’s place. Then, 5 minutes later, he knocked on the door and told us to keep it down. He probably just wanted our jello-shots.

And how are things over at the Tiki? Funny you ask. Not that I’ve ever really tested this theory, but my guess is that the Tiki is pretty lax in the noise complaint area. This is based on the fact that 1) we don’t have security, only Tiki Gods… and you know Tiki Gods like to party and 2) a few months ago a gun went off in an apartment downstairs and the cops weren’t called for hours. Literally. A gun went off, SHOT THROUGH THE WALL into the apartment next door and the old woman, who was inside the apartment at the time, did not call the police for several hours. Based on that, I think it’s safe to say that the Tiki is clear of party ruiners. However, you may be risking your life by hanging out here (JK! Not about the gunshot. But other than that one little incident, the Tiki has been completely safe for us… and for the record, the person responsible for “The Shooting” was a rich kid from Palos Verdes).