Speaking of loud, it's the 2nd weekend of the Austin City Limits Festival.
The main stage is a mile as the crow flies from my front door.
Right now I'm listening to Guns n' Roses.
I mean, it doesn't bother me. Wouldn't keep me awake if I were trying to sleep.
What's funny though is that at the bottom of the hill my neighborhood is in, the houses there sell for like 1.5 million dollars.
Every time I drive down that road and notice a For Sale sign up, I shake my head.
Oh yeah, it's in one of the "cool" parts of town, until you have weekends like this (which are often) with bands playing literally 250 yards from your front door.
But, I should talk. In San Miguel people put off fireworks, and I mean full size professional 4th of July type fireworks year round.
One of the best spots to do it is on the other side of my garden wall.
They'll randomly send some off any night, anytime between 9pm and 5am
Everyone's just used to it, and sort of snorts and rolls over. I'm getting that way too.