We figured out where all that acrid smoke in the middle of the night was coming from.

Mini shantytowns are popping up all over our neighborhood. Shantytowns are taking over the bicycle routes, too, many of which are no longer safe to ride, especially going under overpasses. I don't ride anymore.

You don't see the neighborhood shantytowns unless you walk down the alleys, which are filled with piles and piles and piles of trash. The shacks are constructed in backyards of houses that look…

It's official: we live across the street from a meth house