If Arlo Guthrie had served on a jury

He might have written something like Jim Sullivan's trial opus, involving a dispute between two neighbors. Yes, color glossy photographs are involved. As are massive amounts of dog poop, wood chippers, fire pits lit at 3 a.m., Christmas decorations set up to moon the neighbor, giant tarps reading "Fuck You, You Fucking Fuck!," laser sights, fisticuffs and ball-kicking in the middle of the road and, of course, repeated visits from both police and fire departments.