Which Reminds Me

That is scary to think that some unknown persons of no interest to me are sitting up there in the attic waiting for me to come and get them, as if I should care about the Talking Heads, or even be aware of them. You are way out of my sphere of interests. I never had any desire to dialogue with the nattering nabobs of negativity, as you yourself described it. So obviously I am just going to drop the Wilson racket and leave those tennis geeks floundering in their courts of 0-Love return service. Tennis was never that important to me.