So I'm sitting here at rehearsal...
When we left the house my nayber was blowin' up leaves...in the dark.
I swear, he's a vampire...
Heh. When we moved into our house in NJ, the neighbors told us stories about the guy we bought the house from. He'd come home after dark, in the summer, strap a flashlight on to the mower and cut his yard. Folks with little children, who they had finally gotten to sleep because it got dark so late, were NOT amused!
"Blowing up leaves in the dark", pyrotechnics often best then. better ping G'nad.