He is selling drugs out of that house.

We live in a neighborhood that was built up in the '70s, mostly 1,500 ~ 1,800 sq ft homes on 1/4 acre lots with attached garages, cement parking pads between garages and street.

The house to our north has been a rental for the majority of the last ten years, nice quiet people.

    Summer before last the market here exploded and the owner put it on the market, current tenants of the time immediately moved out and house was vacant for a few months.  Someone bought it and renovations were happening.  One day I see the new owner out messing with the sprinklers and I go over to introduce myself, he is a name about town and when it is stated he is going to rent it out, I say "Oh great."

   The 'handyman' that has been doing the 'renovations' moves in.  We will call him dick.

   Shenanigans ensue...

   First contact, we are getting in the car to go to church of a Sunday and see golf cart tracks across our grass and into his grass, I am pissed.  It is Mother's Day and we have the kids over.  I tell Mrs Homie I will confront him on monday, she does not do as I ask and confronts him anyway, dick proclaims "What's the big deal man? Its just grass."

   Lots of traffic, cars stop for just a few minutes. Sometimes out of state cars stay the weekend.  

   Random cars show up with expired tags and sit on the street for a week or so, one that comes to mind was a mid '90s chevy pickup, partially sanded, primed and had masking on the windows with expired Idaho tags showed up last summer.
Weird shit all the time.

   More shenanigans

One night recently, about 6pm of a saturday,  I am out taking our teenage daughter to a friend's for a sleepover, some fucking rando rings our doorbell. Mrs Homie goes against my stated wishes and answers the door after dark to some rando asking for dick.  
  I check the cameras and see a car had pulled up in our driveway, in my parking spot, passenger got out to ring the bell and driver was getting out as passenger returned, trespassing across the grass over to dick's.
I am beyond pissed.  
   The following morning, 7am Sunday I ring his bell and tell him to keep the fucking randos looking for drugs off my fucking property!  They trespassed across my grass and knocked over my Christmas decorations!  dick slams the door in my face, loud enough to hear, I shout "I will just add this to the list of shit that never happened around here before you moved in!"

We get home from church that day and there is a late model f-250 parked on the street, middle age guy in the drivers seat and female passenger leaned up on the fender, head bent and on the phone, I state to my wife "These don't look like typical meth heads."
   City cops show up.  
   One cop talks to female passenger and the other talks to dick.  They are there about an hour, dick even takes one of the cops inside the house.  As soon as the cops leave, dick goes to an old storage shed in the back yard, grabs something and places it in the enclosed job trailer in his driveway.  Moments later a black Camaro with Texas tags (we have seen this car a lot) stops, gets out, gets something out of that job trailer and leaves.
County Sheriff's deputy stops by about an hour later, rings the bell, dick does not answer.
Later that afternoon the woman that was with the dude in the F250 comes to our house to say dick is her x husband and has given their teeenage son some pot. She is pissed and that is why the cops were there.

dick was gone for a week.

Older Grey WV sedan is parked partially in his driveway with the back tires down in the gutter for about a week.  whatever
Grey VW is moved to the street and pulled up within a foot of my old truck.  whatever
Last saturday night some rando is jacking up the back end of said vw and removes the rear tires, leaving the scissor jack, and a floor jack in the street for almost a week.  
Maybe the car is getting repairs?  
Earlier this week the tires were back on the rear, but flat, the front tires were also flattened and dick's pickup is pulled right up to the bumper of the vw.
So, why the fuck do they have a car penned in between my truck and his truck with four flat tires?

sorry OP, this absolutely sucks.

Nye county, I'm guessing.  

NV is a wasteland of methies from what I've seen. Like, Mad Max shit.

Hmmm.


Structure fire?
Cleaned up a neighborhood that I lived in once. Same sort of shit as you described.  After the house burned down, problem went away.



Edited to add - not saying we lit the fire. But i am saying nobody on the street bothered to call the fire department.

Is the moral to this story, ‘Don’t be a dick’?

North, Humboldt County
Lived here for forty three years, has always been a nice place.  These last few years though...

Talk to the owner of the home. If he is really a "man about town" he probably doesn't want to be known as the owner of the local drug den.

Set him (eta: the dealer) up. There are many ways. Be creative and don't talk about it to anyone.

Except for GD. Document the sting operation and report back. Bonus points for broadcasting live.

OP are you President of the HOA?

We’re gonna need a MSPaint if you are gonna ignore the most obvious rules

That's called a driveway.

No MS Paint?

Seems like your wife obeying good instructions is the bigger problem

getting pissed wont help.
gotta get smart & creative...those types will trip themselves up given time or enough rope.

not to say, talking to other trusted neighbors, adding discrete cameras to record what all is going on 24/7 (if illegal) and then turning that over to local PD wouldn't have the desired effect, but its not a fast method.

" Mrs Homie goes against my stated wishes and answers the door after dark to some rando asking for dick."

Buy a van.  Park it on the street, with clearly visible cameras in the windows pointed at the house.  They don't even need to be turned on or working, just visible enough to get attention.  Before long you'll see the same vehicles driving past without stopping.

we had a house like that in our old neighborhood. it was across the street diagonally to us - we lived on a cul-de-sac.

I remember one time taking out the trash only to find the swat team stacked in the alley by our house, getting ready to go in hard to the problem house.

Afterwards, one of the beat cops showed up at our door to explain the situation. He was a very good cop, got killed in the line of duty shortly after this incident. Has a sports complex named after him.

The best thing we ever did was move from that neighborhood.

Send your daughter over to buy some stuff. At least you can find out for sure what's going on.

lol.

Friend of mine has an antifa sect in a house across the street from him. Almost as bad as your problem.

Get some smack, plant it at his place, call the cops.  Or deal with it.

User name checks out.

That's my takeaway.

Didn’t read but judging by your username you live in the trailer hood.

Had an issue with the kid living across the cul-de-sac selling drugs. Lots of cars would come through, some would stop for a minute or two while they ran inside. Sometimes they'd just pull through and turn around.
It took me a week or so to notice that the blinds in his room were painted red on one side and white on the other. When red was showing, he was open for business.

This behavior started a beef between another neighbor and the kid. The neighbor was a vet with PTSD and a large family. There were a couple of group shouting matches in the street, family vs kid's crew.

It all blew over in about 6 months, both parties wound up leaving the neighborhood. But I was keeping a loaded AR under the bed in case of ... shenanigans.

I don't shit next to camp.

His house will get a home invasion and maybe Darwin wins. Or there will be a drive by and he'll get rubbed out.

Sounds about like the neighbor we had on the street a couple doors down from me.
Couldn’t get the cops to do shit about it. As a matter of fact after one of my other neighbors finally blew his top screaming at the dope dealer and the cops showed up for that they told my neighbor he was harrassing the dope dealer.
Finally runs when he got pulled over for no plates and crashed out after his passenger fired a few rounds out the window to “get rid of ammo”.
Haven’t seen him since and traffic dropped almost instantly back to normal levels.

Time to move.

Burn Dicks house down.

Sometimes I'm glad my neighborhood has a strict HOA.Usually it's a pain in the ass. But damn are shitbirds gone most Ricky tick.

Lived in a shitty neighborhood before. It’s not the easiest answer but it is the best answer.


Move.

This (looks over shoulder flinching at any noise)

Drugs=Freedom.
The Freedom of the recreational pharmacist priest of the Sacrament of the Holy WEED outweighs the OPs boomerfuddbootlicker concerns about his family.
Why does the OP hate Freedom?

Similiar problem across from our previous home. Also a cul-de-sac.

Pretty wild to see 3 F-150's and a half dozen Chargers whipping down our street at 50mph. One Trooper came out of his truck with a sledge hammer and beat the shit out of something behind the house. All six people inside got arrested.

Bide your time, OP. These kind of problems will work themselves out. I've never seen an elderly retired drug dealer.

Had to see where OP is from to make sure he is not my neighbor and talking about me.

Having been through your part of NV I say fuck that guy, "Just grass.. " my ass.
Green grass is a luxury in that area.
Good luck.

Good luck. Keep trying to get the police involved. I had to deal with drug dealing neighbors for months until the police finally did a SWAT raid on them. Many complaints were made to the land lord that kept saying he couldn't do anything.

Have you called the cops to tell them any of this shit?

I live in a relatively nice development with houses ranging from 3-500k.  Even we had a drug house.  Cops fucked that place up in no time flat.

Weed is legal here, more like meth.

Yeah I had the same situation. Except it was a rental next to my home. Meth heads....lost it one evening and we almost got into it. Told him to stay the F off my property. Said a few things I shouldn't have. S.O. shows up 30 mins later. Asks why we just can't get alone. I told him he was a meth head, selling drugs and a pos. Deputy ask if I told him I'd blow his head off if he Fs with me again ?? nope I answered. Pos finally moved slum landlord sold it to a guy that dumped about 150k in renovations. Raised rent to 2k a month and told me if we or other neighbors have any problems to contact them immediately. Life is good now. But it was a living hell for 2 years.

pics of Dick or it didn't happen.  

It happens.  Unless you’re the typical arfcom millionaire and can afford to live in the country, you’re gonna have neighbors.  

Had the exact scenario a few years back.  Surprised how lenient my city was with them.  6 months a dilapidated car was parked in from of that house - 4 flat tires, completely filled with trash.

Then on my morning runs I’d end up surprising some kids shooting heroin in the garage.  They’d try to quickly conceal the syringes… all out in the open.  Police were well aware of the situation and begging us to call them so they could keep building a case.  

Was a glorious day when they finally moved out.  Fuckin’ owners still rent it but at least the current tenants are normal.

Obnoxious and big security cameras pointed at the street with lots of signs stating “Video Surveillance “

Even druggies don’t want to be on candid camera

At least he hasn’t painted his house pink…..





YET.

this. or find the original owner and offer an exorbitant price....

You, OP, have a crackhead neighbor and all the fun that brings.


I had a crackhead neighbor for about 2 years. In OR crackheads, methheads and hobos have more rights than you or me. It's retarded. We had people in the neighborhood making police reports almost daily for 2 years. I almost beat one of them to death with a shovel for trapping the dog in a corner of the fence and throwing car parts at it. Glad my buddy talked me out of that one. Their crackhead friends they dealed to used to park around the neighborhood like we could never figure out who was going where. We all knew. Someone tried to light one of their drug running vans on fire when it was parked by my fence. Aerosol is not enough to light it on fire. One of the crackheads parked in front of my house so I put my truck on the sidewalk, put it in 4low, got out and told them to move. They didn't until they realized nobody was in the truck and it was only a few feet from their car. Never had an issue with that crackhead again. Few folks tried to run them over when they were tweaking out or fighting in the street. Almost every car that frequented there has no windows and no exhaust. Most were stolen. The story goes on and on.


What finally got them was the owners son (owner died about 2 year before the tweakers all got arrested) found out his dad died (his dad's girlfriend tried to keep that secret), tweakers stole probably $80k of restored muscle cars, stole the work truck, stole another neighbor's car, squatted, didn't pay rent, taxes, etc, didn't pay for power or water, place almost got condemned and eventually while I was at work the place was raised and everyone on the lot was arrested and hauled off. Apparently there was a lot of cheering by my other neighbors.

Place was so bad the floor in the house was rotted away, place made the dump look and smell clean, septic didn't work, no water, the shop where the beautiful muscle cars were was just as bad and had a room covered in blood and the floor covered in needles. Absolutely disgusting. Should have been torched. Someone bought it though. Asking price was something like $120k. I figured it was worth about $20 after that BS.

Here's what you do. You tell him that you're his friend, and that you're going to help him, and that everything's gonna be all right. And then you put a wire on him and you find out who's selling him drugs. And then you get that guy and you flip him. You turn him into a snitch. You follow that guy to the people really, really bad.

I mean, the best answer here involves a rocket-propelled gernade, but the aftermath can get convoluted and you're probably better off just moving.