There is a film crew that has been on and around my street all week filming a movie with Jennifer Connelly, Greg Kinnear, and Lily Collins, called Writers (working title)...J/k I have no idea what that means.
I went ahead and put links on everyone's name above so you can look them up if you don't know who they are (dad).
I don't have a dog or kid, so aside from going door to door or setting up a lemonade stand in my front yard, I haven't found the best way to meet all of my neighbors.
As it turns out, however, movie sets and celebrities really bring people together. Grant and I have been going on our traditional nightly walks, that started 3 nights ago when the film crew showed up, and we finally met some people last night. Everyone in my neighborhood is totally just walking around with pretend destinations hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the actors. It's kind of sad. And awesome.
Then even later, I heard another knock, and lo and behold, it was destiny - in the form of a portly bearded man with no less than 50 tattoos. He was prepared to offer us $100 to use our front door outlet. Naturally, I haggled and suggested $500. Naturally, he said hell no. We comprised on a fee of $100.