Makeshift band aid in the zone.

A tenant of mine and another local are having a turf war. Don't worry though, they are not using guns or knives. There will be no arson or explosives. This war is not being waged using extortion or threats. This is a fight utilizing one thing and one thing only - poop.

Yes, even as I type this I remain in disbelief. Jon and Ozzie hate each other, but rather than shooting it out like grown men they leave a steamy pile of their own feces on each other's front porch.

In this pic, Ozzie stepped it up a notch by breaking into Jon's unit (my place) and leaving a deuce on the floor.

On a side note, I can't believe that Ozzie walked home without wiping his ass, that is grossly unsanitary.

After a move out, I asked Leroy to rip out the carpet and put it out by the alley. Some of my remaining tenants that work on cars all day decided to use it to carpet my parking lot. It really didn't look too bad until the big rain.

How do you like this one Ed?

I admit that I can come up with one or two reasons why this may be a good idea but I can easily come up with 20 supporting the stupidity of it.

Look for new legislation mandating that landlords notify vagrants of daylight savings.

This home made garbage dump looks benign at first but I couldn't help taking a picture when I noticed the crumpled "Head Start" pamphlet (picture #2).

Proving that taggers have a pretty good sense of humor.