Sights and Sounds from my apartment on a typical Sunday Morning

Let me set the scene for you:

It's Sunday morning and I am sitting in my apartment kitchen. I am trying to listen to NPR, but instead am primarily listening to the man who owns the 99 cent-type store across the street. His name is Kenneth. He has somehow acquired a microphone and very effective pair of speakers that he uses to announce the items that are currently available for purchase at his store. (There is a great sale on TV remotes this week, I hear.) Sometimes, Kenneth even announces things that he used to carry in the store, but which are no longer available -("There are NO MORE AA batteries today!" No more AA batteries! I have run out AA batteries!")-- Kenneth is a pretty straight shooter when it comes to his advertising practices. In theory his target audience is anyone in the general vicinity, but in practice, this usually means the residents of my apartment complex. He does this everyday of the week, from dawn until long after dusk. When he gets tired, he pops on a CD. I am 99% sure he only owns one CD. It is a mix CD with approx 8 spanish christian rock songs on it. I know them very well.

Periodically, the next door neighbors' 2 macaws and 10 roosters start making a fuss. Before I moved to Honduras, I'd been under the impression that roosters only crow first thing in the morning, but that is definitely not the case with these guys. These roosters do not sleep. They do not. I also don't know how familiar you are with the vocalizations of the central american macaw, but here is a pretty representative example:

In short, I think I am going slowly deaf.