Power brown-outs: the gift that keeps on giving

Every Christmas season, the neighbors across the street become Clark Griswold when it comes to putting up Christmas lights. I think that the large house, which is up the hill a ways, is probably visible from a distance, which draws people in to look at it; our street is not a main thoroughfare by any stretch of the imagination, so all of the people who clog the street must be visitors from other neighborhoods.

This is what it looks like from the end of the long driveway. Because of the large buffer, visitors who want to take a closer look have to idle on the street, which sometimes causes traffic problems and certainly more noise than usual - right in front of my house - none of which burdens my neighbors at all. They get the sweet end of the deal, people from afar feeding their narcissism; while we, in the humble house across the street, get all of the nuisance, thank you very much.