this is the same house where for the last couple years, several times a week in the warmer months, there is a troupe of kids in their car parking area practicing some strange sort of line dancing to a vaguely ethnic song of indeterminable origin. they'll spin right out into the alley, and if you're driving by they hardly move. i've even seen the older kids texting while dancing. it's a really simple dance, so it's not like they're practicing for a competition. but they'll be out there for hours, with a mom or two standing in the garage watching. we still have no idea why they do this, but that song is forever carved into my brain.
in other news, i found a little piece of South Carolina hanging onto my house this morning: