My neighbor is odd and sort of disturbed but harmless, I think, and very kind as long as he's not disputed on any point.
He told me that God informed him that he could get off drugs by drinking beer and watching porn. Apparently it worked, but he can't buy a DVD player to replace his VCR because the government plants devices in them to spy on everyone. He's also fond of sitting on his roof in a folding chair so that when folks walk down the road he can make noises to confuse them.
One day I was working in my front garden and he crossed the road to ask me, "You don't live in outer darkness, do you?"
"No, I try not to," I replied.
"That's a relief," he said, and went back home.