Have you considered using a sling-shot to take it out yet? 
Yes, immediately. It's the resistance of that impulse that is causing me difficulties.
People can be hugely inconsiderate sometimes- just lately I've been really wishing that we could afford to live in the middle of nowhere- our neighbours are driving me mad at times. Noise at all hours seems to be the main issue now, but we had the security light problem too a while back- luckily it stopped working after a few weeks and she hasn't bothered to get it fixed.
I have known this pleasure in times past and I recommend it highly. I only wish that I was in a position for my kids to experience some solitude on a daily basis. We are stuck in a rapidly growing town, saddled with a mortgage, so it won't happen anytime soon. I would have to get into their college money and my old(er) years' funds to make a change, right now.
I can't bring myself to do that.
I will grow more plants and hide the fucking offensive light for next year. I call it "defensive gardening."
I hate the noise here. Every fucking time the weather's nice, everyone and their dog decides to mow the lawn/drill holes in something/hammer nails, and then there's the car alarms going off all through the night, and the house alarms, and the constant traffic that shouldn't even be on this road.
Things have changed here a lot, too. This house was built in 1990 and for the first twelve years, none of the doors were ever locked. With the influx of "Citypeople", bringing all their "Citycrap," invading our sleepy little township, the crime rate has increased to "City" proportions, the noise is almost unbearable, the night time light level is ridiculous and there is a constant flow of traffic.
One other thing we have to deal with, this time of year, is that two years ago the county revamped an old unused grain elevator that sits three blocks away from me. It has a concrete foundation about ten feet into the air, with eighty or ninety feet of "tin" cylinder above that. When they started to use it again, the first thing they did was install this new powerful fan to dry the corn out. The fan is almost five feet in diameter and is CHAIN DRIVEN by a TWELVE HORSEPOWER (!) three phase electric motor. I saw them getting it ready for installation, "Uhm, what are you going to do with THAT thing?"
The whole thing makes one hellaceous amount of racket! The noisy chain drives the fan and also a sifting mechanism that keeps the corn agitated while it's in storage. I am very sensitive to low frequencies (infrasonic, trust me. I have instruments and I know what I am sensing after all these years of working with sound and measuring literally EVERY acoustic property of my environment.) and I can feel, in the ground, the sound of the cylinder resonating below hearing ability. The traffic drives me nuts, but this grain thing being revamped and put back into use is a deal-breaker! I really want out of here!
My kids won't even go outside in the fall, because of this grain elevator thing! We have to just jump in the car and go somewhere to enjoy the outdoors, this time of year.
Semicolon, where are you? We miss you!