I think it takes an idiot to not know his music is too loud after 10 pm ANYWHERE. People have jobs – even if yours is from home, or a different shift, respect that!

Also, the root problem is INCONSIDERATION.
I’ve had a house, and lived in apts. When we had our house, there were rude, noisy neighbors on the street as well, so apts aren’t the only place rudeness happens. Right now, we live in a 4-townhouse bldg. When we moved in, the guy next to us welcomed us, and just nicely said that he worked night shifts and slept during the day, and that the walls here are incredibly thin. Nice way of saying not to be too loud. I respect that. We aren’t noisy people anyway, so it is a great match. HOwever, rudeness abounds around the complex. I don’t want to hear your latest CD on your car stereo (or apt stereo) ANY time of the day – that is what HEADPHONES are for. Then it can be as loud as you like it, to the point of personal deafness. The added benefit is that you won’t hear the steps of other people over your head thru the music haze. You don’t want to hear my music either, I am sure.

I wouldn’t go down and knock on a door that late for anything – I’d call the police if the floor hit didn’t work. After all – I’d assume someone was drunk, stupid or on drugs to not be able to read the clock. Let the armed police deal with them.

Be considerate – that includes your loud music, your drunk buddies, your bored dog (who you let run even tho there are leash and scooper laws), your children (who are like farts – you can only really tolerate your own. I don’t want to have yours playing on my doorstep!), etc etc. If you want to party with your buddies, find a friend who owns a house or rent a barn. If you have friends over, make sure they don’t park in your neighbor’s spots. If you want to have an argument on your cell phone, GO INSIDE!

It is sad how little people care about how what they are doing affect their neighbors. Grow up. You are sharing space, like it or not. Living in close quarters might not be a choice, but being a jerk is.

let’s strip down to out undies and have a tickle fight.

Your protocol seems perfectly reasonable to me, and its one I have abided all my life. Until now as homeowners, where we can do whatever the fuck all we want so long as we don’t violate any ordinances, which ROCKS! LOL

I think his letter was pretty reasonable, especially since he has put some thought into jamming at the appropriate time and with regards to his neighbors.

As someone who also jams and lives on the first floor: I jam to the appropriate level (somewhat LOUD) until 10pm and I also feel somewhat justified in my noise level because the stompings/gigglings up and down the staircase which no one else but me, suffers through.

My neighbors don’t complain about my noise, but they are welcomed to do so especially in a considerate, reasonable way. No problem.

I like that little disclaimer at the end. “Believe me, I’m not mad.” Hahaha. He managed to be even more passive aggressive. Amazing.

Mr. Armstrong sometimes goes by the name of Lance, and other times by Neil.

It’s all performance related.

When he outlasts the others in a stamina-driven ride of epic adventure, he earns the moniker: Lance.

When he’s the first one on the moon: Neil.

I missed my rebooting last night.

I was going to catch up on missing sleep, but in my hotel room there’s a show on about making stuff. There was a big segment on how toothpicks get made, followed by another equally intriguing piece on bathtubs. Right now they’re talking about beer scum in the brewing process.

I’d never sleep if tv were always like this.

Even the commercials are good. Your life, apparently, does NOT have to be seemingly endless battle against muscle and joint pain!

Joint lubrication is key. Natural and gentle. From Iceland. It figures. They’re always thinking up stuff. Wait…there’s a bonus for anyone who calls in the next 15 minutes. Gotta go.