"hey shawty, you lookin' good." (welcome to our blog!)

What we overhear is sometimes funny, sometimes pathetic, sometimes sad, but adds flavor to our lives above the Cannon. Since our windows face out, it's amazing what we take in. Aside from the savory children, we can see couples strolling across the bridge, children fishing, and sounds of music from the square that add to the unique blend in our little town.

Our downstairs neighbors add the aural flavor. On a daily basis, we are serenaded by the sweet sounds of our young neighbors frolicking on the sidewalks below. No more than 14 years of age (and that's old by their standards), these little sweeties like to practice their swears and talk about sex and booze as if they've been at it their whole lives. Ahhh, to be young again. I mean, the creativity at that age. Mer and I just heard "F***in' right, ya doggy" and the title of this post, "HEY SHAWTY, YOU LOOKIN' GOOD" which probably translates to something pretty complimentary for the assumedly young lady this gentleman is courting.

Part rant, part observation, part devotions, we'll post random things we hear/observe and see what sense we can make of it all.