My not-quite-divorced-yet-and-still-sharing-a-townhouse neighbors are acting like children again. I invited them (and their son, who is one of Dylan's close friends) to a little Hannukah thing we're having on Sunday, naively assuming that they would be able to pretend to be nice to each other for two hours while we all ate latkes.

Well, apparently they are LEGALLY forbidden to be in the same room as each other without their lawyers present, and rather than work this out between themselves (take shifts, let the parent who has custody that day attend by themselves), they are throwing it on us, the hosts, to tell them how to figure this out. I think ultimately we're just going to have the kid over here without either parent, which is really my preference because it means I don't have to be in the passive-aggressive crossfire.

Aboot, my butt:

This whole convo amused me greatly. I suspect my accent is straight-up California but I've never examined it closely.

Today is waay better than yesterday on account of I'm just ignoring anything I am supposed to do. Calling it a personal day even though it's life I'm blowing off, not work.

Well, apparently they are LEGALLY forbidden to be in the same room as each other without their lawyers present,

And yet still living together? Not great decision makers, I take it?

And yet still living together? Not great decision makers, I take it?

Yeah, they're still sharing a two-family house, going on over a year now. Technically the upstairs is a separate apartment so they're not *really* living together, but they can't agree on who should move out, so...

rather than work this out between themselves (take shifts, let the parent who has custody that day attend by themselves), they are throwing it on us, the hosts, to tell them how to figure this out.

Oy. It's going to be a long life for them. I was going to say a long time until their kid is out of the house, but there are still Major Life Events children want both of their parents at.

There's the LDB. I had a feeling that would happen when I told my co-worker I didn't mind her playing Xmas music loud enough for me to hear. It's the Temptations - not bad.

I may be taking my LDB avoidance a bit far. My car radio station announced that someone had requested Bob Segar's Little Drummer Boy in a few minutes. I actually started calculating a quicker route home so I could be out of the car before it played.

It worked, by the way. Still LDB free.

Does your car radio only play one station? Because switching channels works too.

I have relatives that lived together after the divorce because the house was such prime real estate, and they could never agree who'd get it.

They were both gay (man and woman), so this wasn't the start of something odd.

Does your car radio only play one station? Because switching channels works too.

I, um, haven't set the other buttons. And random button pushing generally lands me on country music or Katy Perry. There are Drummer Boy bombs just waiting for me to change the station.