There’s this weird thing that happens in the afternoon here where if anyone is walking by on the far-distant sidewalk, their shadows play across the living room wall HUGE, like they’re walking right next to the window. Every time it happens I whirl around and somehow by that time the person on the sidewalk has already passed out of my sight line. The result is that after four or five people have passed I get really paranoid that the house is being attacked by ninjas.