LTE 2.0

[Very Duke Blue]

piano man....

[YmoBeThere]

Sing us a song tonight. Because we're all in the mood for a melody and well you've got us feeling alright.

[windsor]

The piano sounds like a carnival, and the microphone smells like a beer

[DukieInKansas]

And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar

[lawgrad91]

And say, "man, what are you doing here?"

[Very Duke Blue]

And say, "man, what are you doing here?"

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

[CathyCA]

I went home for lunch today. On my way back to the office, I noticed a moving van in my next door neighbor's driveway. She and I are pretty good friends, and she hadn't mentioned anything about moving. She usually tells me when something unusual is going on, like last month when a crew was at her house to film a piece for a documentary about her son.

So, I texted her, "Are things okay at your house? How are you doing? I saw a moving van backed in to your driveway when I drove back to the office a few minutes ago."

She texted back, "Holy shit! Are you kidding????"

I texted back, "No. I'm not kidding."

She texted back, "I am in California."

I texted back, "I'm going to ride back home and take another look."

So, I rode back by the house, snapped a few pictures of the moving van with my phone and texted them to her.

Then she called me. Right after I texted her, she had called her husband to ask Wednesday Thursday Friday was going on at their house. He told her that he was moving out, but that she could just tell the neighbors (me) that he was moving some books out of the house. (With a moving van?) He had told their 18 year old son (who was with her in California) that he was going to move out this week, but he swore the kid to secrecy because he "didn't want to ruin Mom's vacation." Apparently, the husband never thought about the effect that this almost secret move-out would have on his kid, or on his wife, who is supposed to return (to a half-empty house) on Monday.

And suddenly, I feel like I'm Alice Kravitz. Or like a witness in an alimony case.

[DukieInKansas]

I went home for lunch today. On my way back to the office, I noticed a moving van in my next door neighbor's driveway. She and I are pretty good friends, and she hadn't mentioned anything about moving. She usually tells me when something unusual is going on, like last month when a crew was at her house to film a piece for a documentary about her son.

So, I texted her, "Are things okay at your house? How are you doing? I saw a moving van backed in to your driveway when I drove back to the office a few minutes ago."

She texted back, "Holy shit! Are you kidding????"

I texted back, "No. I'm not kidding."

She texted back, "I am in California."

I texted back, "I'm going to ride back home and take another look."

So, I rode back by the house, snapped a few pictures of the moving van with my phone and texted them to her.

Then she called me. Right after I texted her, she had called her husband to ask Wednesday Thursday Friday was going on at their house. He told her that he was moving out, but that she could just tell the neighbors (me) that he was moving some books out of the house. (With a moving van?) He had told their 18 year old son (who was with her in California) that he was going to move out this week, but he swore the kid to secrecy because he "didn't want to ruin Mom's vacation." Apparently, the husband never thought about the effect that this almost secret move-out would have on his kid, or on his wife, who is supposed to return (to a half-empty house) on Monday.

And suddenly, I feel like I'm Alice Kravitz. Or like a witness in an alimony case.

What an awful position he put all of you in. My first thought was thieves - I think that might have been a better scenario.

[lawgrad91]

I went home for lunch today. On my way back to the office, I noticed a moving van in my next door neighbor's driveway. She and I are pretty good friends, and she hadn't mentioned anything about moving. She usually tells me when something unusual is going on, like last month when a crew was at her house to film a piece for a documentary about her son.

So, I texted her, "Are things okay at your house? How are you doing? I saw a moving van backed in to your driveway when I drove back to the office a few minutes ago."

She texted back, "Holy shit! Are you kidding????"

I texted back, "No. I'm not kidding."

She texted back, "I am in California."

I texted back, "I'm going to ride back home and take another look."

So, I rode back by the house, snapped a few pictures of the moving van with my phone and texted them to her.

Then she called me. Right after I texted her, she had called her husband to ask Wednesday Thursday Friday was going on at their house. He told her that he was moving out, but that she could just tell the neighbors (me) that he was moving some books out of the house. (With a moving van?) He had told their 18 year old son (who was with her in California) that he was going to move out this week, but he swore the kid to secrecy because he "didn't want to ruin Mom's vacation." Apparently, the husband never thought about the effect that this almost secret move-out would have on his kid, or on his wife, who is supposed to return (to a half-empty house) on Monday.

And suddenly, I feel like I'm Alice Kravitz. Or like a witness in an alimony case.

What an awful position he put all of you in. My first thought was thieves - I think that might have been a better scenario.

Burglars was my first thought, too, and I think that would be way less uncomfortable for you.

What a mindless bastard.

[Very Duke Blue]

I went home for lunch today. On my way back to the office, I noticed a moving van in my next door neighbor's driveway. She and I are pretty good friends, and she hadn't mentioned anything about moving. She usually tells me when something unusual is going on, like last month when a crew was at her house to film a piece for a documentary about her son.

So, I texted her, "Are things okay at your house? How are you doing? I saw a moving van backed in to your driveway when I drove back to the office a few minutes ago."

She texted back, "Holy shit! Are you kidding????"

I texted back, "No. I'm not kidding."

She texted back, "I am in California."

I texted back, "I'm going to ride back home and take another look."


So, I rode back by the house, snapped a few pictures of the moving van with my phone and texted them to her.

Then she called me. Right after I texted her, she had called her husband to ask Wednesday Thursday Friday was going on at their house. He told her that he was moving out, but that she could just tell the neighbors (me) that he was moving some books out of the house. (With a moving van?) He had told their 18 year old son (who was with her in California) that he was going to move out this week, but he swore the kid to secrecy because he "didn't want to ruin Mom's vacation." Apparently, the husband never thought about the effect that this almost secret move-out would have on his kid, or on his wife, who is supposed to return (to a half-empty house) on Monday.

And suddenly, I feel like I'm Alice Kravitz. Or like a witness in an alimony case.

What a jerk. I hope your neighbor takes him for all he's worth.

[OZZIE4DUKE]

I went home for lunch today. On my way back to the office, I noticed a moving van in my next door neighbor's driveway. ........
And suddenly, I feel like I'm Alice Kravitz. Or like a witness in an alimony case.

Hmmmm. Parts of this sound vaguely familiar, don't they?

[CathyCA]

I went home for lunch today. On my way back to the office, I noticed a moving van in my next door neighbor's driveway. ........
And suddenly, I feel like I'm Alice Kravitz. Or like a witness in an alimony case.

Hmmmm. Parts of this sound vaguely familiar, don't they?

Sort of, but not really.

[IowaDevil]

I went home for lunch today. On my way back to the office, I noticed a moving van in my next door neighbor's driveway. She and I are pretty good friends, and she hadn't mentioned anything about moving. She usually tells me when something unusual is going on, like last month when a crew was at her house to film a piece for a documentary about her son.

So, I texted her, "Are things okay at your house? How are you doing? I saw a moving van backed in to your driveway when I drove back to the office a few minutes ago."

She texted back, "Holy shit! Are you kidding????"

I texted back, "No. I'm not kidding."

She texted back, "I am in California."

I texted back, "I'm going to ride back home and take another look."

So, I rode back by the house, snapped a few pictures of the moving van with my phone and texted them to her.

Then she called me. Right after I texted her, she had called her husband to ask Wednesday Thursday Friday was going on at their house. He told her that he was moving out, but that she could just tell the neighbors (me) that he was moving some books out of the house. (With a moving van?) He had told their 18 year old son (who was with her in California) that he was going to move out this week, but he swore the kid to secrecy because he "didn't want to ruin Mom's vacation." Apparently, the husband never thought about the effect that this almost secret move-out would have on his kid, or on his wife, who is supposed to return (to a half-empty house) on Monday.

And suddenly, I feel like I'm Alice Kravitz. Or like a witness in an alimony case.

I'm thinking burglars! How wrong I would be! What a jerk he is!

[DukePA]

Wow. What a heartless bastard. Vibes to your neighbor that she realizes sooner than later how lucky she is to have him out of her heart. I just don't understand why people can't be honest when they want to end a marriage instead of sneaking around.

[YmoBeThere]

I'm a thousand miles from nowhere... and 6.2 miles above the ground.

[Very Duke Blue]

We're freezing corn today. Not a lot as it's not all ready.

[DukePA]

We're freezing corn today. Not a lot as it's not all ready.

Did y'all break out your corn tweezers?

(When I was in my early 20s, I convinced a friend from NY that when we put corn up, we would pluck each kernel with corn tweezers before freezing.)

[ArkieDukie]

Wow. What a heartless bastard. Vibes to your neighbor that she realizes sooner than later how lucky she is to have him out of her heart. I just don't understand why people can't be honest when they want to end a marriage instead of sneaking around.

My sisters, who would like to join me in pulling the pointy-toed stilettos out in order to send shin kicks and foot stomps to the rat bastard?

[devildeac]

Easy one:

[Very Duke Blue]

We're freezing corn today. Not a lot as it's not all ready.

Did y'all break out your corn tweezers?

(When I was in my early 20s, I convinced a friend from NY that when we put corn up, we would pluck each kernel with corn tweezers before freezing.)

Of course. ;)