Creepy Guy

There is this old guy that lives in my neighborhood who has a crazy look in his eyes, frizzy brownish hair and hunches over as he shuffles along the sidewalk. He's usually wearing a thin cotton button-down shirt (that he chooses to wear unbottoned so that the world can see his old man chest), shorts, long white socks that come up mid calf and a pair of loafers. Sometimes he has a little dog with matted hair on a leash with him. I only mention this man because tonight he was creeping me out a little more than usual. I typically see him walking around the neighborhood and try to avoid eye contact as I drive by. Tonight he was wandering around the grassy area behind our house. We have a chain link fence that the builder put up to keep people from getting into the ditch that runs behind our fence. Beyond the ditch is a very nice, very green grassy area. He was walking in the grassy area and every once in awhile he'd stop dead in his tracks to stare at my house. I was puttering in the kitchen, cleaning up after dinner, when I noticed him staring into my windows. He'd stare for a few minutes and then he'd shuffle a few feet away, slap at a mosquito and then stare some more. HE'S the reason why I have to make sure my blinds are all closed before the sun sets when Jeff's out of town. CREEPY!!! (I wish I had the guts to get a picture of him so you could see what he looks like - I chickened out, though)