Once again Larry the squatter has come back. You may remember that he rented a garage from me until Neighborhood Services discovered that he was living there. After several months he showed up in the same backyard in a tent. Now, two evictions later, he has resurfaced in the same backyard - this time living in a trailer.

Leroy, pictured below, made the discovery.

I am so sorry for not getting this on video for you, but it all happened so fast. Leroy noticed a broken window on a vacant unit and stormed inside where he found some squatters. I thought he was going to beat the hell out of them. He got them moving pretty fast with one of the most profane rants that I have ever heard. With several syringes on the floor, it became obvious quick that this homeless duo were some hard core drug users.

If they are back tomorrow morning - I'm giving Leroy his Samurai swords back and I'll be ready with the video.

No crib is complete until it's owner gets a set of Samurai swords from QVC.

Leroy loves this kind of shit.

Fluffy here is a Rotweiler that is easily over 100 lbs.. My tenant has a 6 foot fence around the house to contain him, but when a thief tried to elude police by jumping out of the neighbor's back window, he was also contained - WITH FLUFFY! After a stop at the hospital, he was charged with a litany crimes while Fluffy recieved a letter from an MPD Captain.

Rather than use the two locks on the door, Theresa thought she would be safer propping a bar stool and a can of roofing tar against the door.

The following pictures are what stairs look like covered with 5 gallons of tar. Smart money says that I'll be keeping this security deposit.

When I saw the mobil taco wagon, I was amazed that someone would pay to have this painted on their business without being certain of the spelling...but then I thought that maybe "autentic" was Mexican for 'crappy food sold out of a trailer'.

Every month Leroy and I go to the duplex that Katie and her family live in to clean up the yard and alley. Like most Rent Assistance tenants, she is more indignant than appreciative. Filth surrounds this woman and she parks her car in her back yard.
She happened to be outside when I was leaving so I asked her why her place was always so filthy. She told me it was the neighbors upstairs. I responded that my cleaning routine predates the new tenants. She didn't have a comeback so I encouraged her to take a little pride in where she lived and then I left.

3 hours later, I get a text that says: "Don,t apprecated the way u talked to me don,t ever say anything to me again."

Really??? Suggesting that she "take a little pride in where you (she) live(s)" gets me the silent treatment for life? Imagine if I would have told this pugnacious malcontent that her place looks like the Augean Stable?

On a side note, there is $2 million a month spent on Rent Assistance in the City of Milwaukee.