The Phactor tries to keep an open mind. New neighbors just moved in across the street so enough of the neighborhood must have thought them OK to have gotten through the rigorous screening process. All the best neighborhoods have them. But the large blue garden gazing ball that they are obviously proud of, because why else would it be in their front yard, does give one pause. Now blue gazing balls are not quite in the same category with ceramic ducks, a goose with clothes, or pink flamingos, but it is a GARDEN gazing ball and just does not belong in the front yard. It's just like clothes lines; they are fine in their place. So its tastefulness, or lack thereof, does deal with place. Things that are just plain tacky, can, if properly placed, transform from kitsch to funky. This topic was brought up with dining friends and the funkiest of them mentioned his neighbors bowling ball lawn sculpture! Things could be worse. Your opinions are sought.