It seems that wherever I have lived, I have always had a Neighborhood Singing Guy. To refresh, on Jefferson Street in Duluth, I was woken up at 5am by some guy walking down the street singing at the top of his lungs something that was inspired by whatever was coming out of his portable CD player. In St. Paul we had a guy who would sing along with his iPod on his way home from work, and even a woman once doing the same. Now in Eagan, Rob witnessed another Neighborhood Singing Guy. This time he was younger, and a "metal-head" as Rob called him, walking by our house. I do hope we see more of him.