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Sleepy:
There should be some little contact button.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 7:53:05 pm)
Decoy:
lets see... Registration for the Suburban
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 7:53:37 pm)
Sleepy:
Great post. Nearly as good as mine. My new postman delivered post for the next house. I returned it to him. He looked confused.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 7:54:24 pm)
Decoy:
Tax form from the mortgage company, PBS membership renewal, CHEF's catalog, A Consumer Reports demo issue, Girl Scouts newsletter, some thing from my mother in law...
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 7:55:27 pm)
Sleepy:
Finally the Girl Scouts newsletter. I know you were fretting.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 7:56:34 pm)
Decoy:
I love sticking things back into the box that have nothing to do with me. But you gotta' its a federal law, I think. And a card that says they dropped something at the door that has three items checked ...
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 7:56:49 pm)
Decoy:
The mailman checked three boxes on the form: "I left parcel on the porch," " Insects in/around mailbox," " I paid Postage for you. Please pay me ____¢." Which was left blank.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 7:58:53 pm)
Decoy:
The parcel was two boxes my old friend who moved to Virgina sent. I don't know what they are. I'll wait and let Cristin open them.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:00:01 pm)
Sleepy:
That's quite a set of possibilities. Maybe the postman and the parcel were eaten by insects.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:00:23 pm)
Decoy:
Or should I open them now?
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:00:42 pm)
Sleepy:
Maybe the postman is inside the parcel. Best let Cristin open it, as you say.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:00:55 pm)
Decoy:
I'lll get a knife ...
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:01:12 pm)
Sleepy:
Careful now.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:01:25 pm)
Decoy:
Oh maybe you're right. I'll wait.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:01:33 pm)
Sleepy:
You can get the coffee on or something.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:02:02 pm)
Decoy:
I'll tell you a story about Darek, my friend who moved away.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:02:30 pm)
Sleepy:
Are there no hints on the packages? No handwritten scrawl declaring the contents or a vague approximation of them?
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:03:01 pm)
Sleepy:
Darek. Ok.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:03:21 pm)
Sleepy:
The postmas has got Decoy. What should I do?
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:05:59 pm)
Sleepy:
Postman even.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:06:31 pm)
Sleepy:
I'll give it a few minutes. I won't panic yet.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:06:40 pm)
Decoy:
I met home at a bar where I used to play pool and listen to bands. He had this girl friend who is my age - she still lives around here. He is 7 or 8 years younger, she is a divorcee. The were always getting in and out of the relationship 'cause he wouldn't commit. This went on for like 6 years. Finally, he took a job in Washington DCand moved to Falls Church, VA. Then they got together again, long distance. They set awedding day and bought a house together, Kim made plans to move down there and quit her teaching job here (secondary ed). Then ...
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:06:52 pm)
Decoy:
I met him ... eggh
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:07:23 pm)
Decoy:
... so anyway ...
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:07:34 pm)
Sleepy:
Yes.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:08:38 pm)
Sleepy:
I can hear Decoy's fingers typing, typing, so very fast.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:09:50 pm)
Sleepy:
Or is that the postman inside the packages trying to get out?
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:10:06 pm)
Myk Murphy:
evening, all.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:10:50 pm)
Sleepy:
Hello. I'm waiting for Decoy to finish his story.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:11:21 pm)
Myk Murphy:
falls church? that's about a 2 minute drive from here.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:12:12 pm)
Myk Murphy:
i am too, sleepy. this is where it gets good.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:12:30 pm)
Myk Murphy:
personally, i like the suspense.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:13:47 pm)
Decoy:
6 months go by and he freaks out on her, the poor, about to become a two time looser. And they are intermigled financially now. So they sort it out eventually and separate again, then he keeps coming back sniffing around looking for more. Finally (more finally) they go back and forth two more times with the wedding being on and off again. At one poitnwe had an engagement party for them at our house - invited all their freinds. After dinner Cristing and one of Kim's friends were in the kitchen getting desert ready. And wouldn't you know it, the cake gets dropped into the new cupboards. Red and white frosting everywhere. Our friend Betsy, walks by and says, "I hope that not a bad omen." Lastly, it is off for good. And then later, ne sunny June morning I was sitting in the living room reading the Sunday paper and Cristin yells somethin to me from inside the kitchen just as I am reading the this date in history section... I said "what?" and she comes in and tells me that this was the day the Kim and Darek were to be married. I say that's funny ... today is the day the Hindenberg exploded.
(Mon Jan 28, 2002 - 8:14:51 pm)