Before Paul and I left Glendale, we decided to have a party to say goodbye to our apartment complex and our neighbors.  Apparently, they were more excited to see us go then we thought.  The police stopped by three times to see how we were doing.  Fortunately, they said if we promised never to have a good time in Glendale again, that we would only get a warning.  Since it's actually impossible to have any fun in Glendale, I don't think they have to worry much about seeing us again.