The Castle on Waterview Street

Second Doorman Our first doorman was so old when he left there were not any pictures of him. He was a nice man and liked cleaning the old fish pond until water started coming out and the fish were not happy. We moved the fish to a nicer place and put plants in the old pond. The old Doorman left us to help Motorhead until he found out he was not getting money for his help; so he quit and went away.   The second doorman was good, but he got very sick. Finally, he could not take it anymore.  His health got worse and worse and he had to leave. He was such a nice guy and has helped Leona do her job as building treasurer. We hope he is okay.  We had gotten a temporary doorman until  a new man. was found. I do not have his picture either because he looked bad always sleeping and he was hard to find coming in late and leaving early. We had to tell him good-bye. New Doorman; The Best One  Our new doorman is the best. He is friendly, funny, comes on time, and helps everyone bri

Shoeman has a private entrance into the Castle; everyone else has to use the main entrance near Doorman. But Shoeman needs the main entrance and Doorman for something: He gets big boxes of shoes delivered from China and puts them in the lobby for Doorman to guard until he is ready to bring them away. Shoeman sells the shoes at night markets, we heard. He uses the Castle as his warehouse and parks a little flatbed truck in the basement garage for when he wants to drive the shoes away. It is a good thing he is the only one using our lobby for storage and there would be no way to get into the Castle if everyone left as many boxes there as he does. Remarkably, all the elves and ogres in the Castle on Waterview Street do things their own way without thinking about what if everyone did what they did. In that way, The Castle seems to get along just fine. 

There are Buddhist Ghostbusters living in the Castle so do not be afraid. There's something strange in our neighborhood. Who you gonna call? Buddhist Ghostbusters!  You want a banquet on the street that's good. Who you gonna call? Buddhist Ghostbusters!  When a child is naughty, not being good Who you gonna call? Buddhist Ghostbusters! Who burns money so the dead can buy?  Buddhist Ghostbusters! Who lights fireworks for spirits in the sky? Buddhist Ghostbusters! I ain't afraid of no doll ghosts.

     The Smoking Lady listens to no one; she will not listen to you, either. She would listen to her hairless chihuahua but she cannot hear him unless she picks him up to her ear. You see, the Smoking Lady not only does not listen but she cannot hear even if she would listen. She does not listen because she does not want to hear what people ask her to do. A lady asked her not to pour water out of her window onto her head when she walks by but the Smoking Lady did not listen. The Doorman asked her not to put her dog  onto the lawn to make pee and poop because it turns the green grass yellow but she would not listen to him, either. Leona made a sign in big Chinese characters asking people not to let their dogs go on the lawn. She put it on the lawn where the Smoking Lady puts her dog thinking that she could read if she could not hear or listen. Guess what? It was not her dog pooping on the grass after all; it was the orange alley cat all alone. Now Leona puts chopsticks and pamelo o