Which Reminds Me

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I never claimed to be the owner of a book about a Russian spy and his various KGB operations, nor do I care to be reminded of that dismally lurid thing that I rather wish I had not read, but anyway, I forget now the title of it and who were those people. I would rather not have to think about that. All you have to do is ask the Sanchez family who owned the book where they got that from, because I have no idea. I'm going to Frisbee that thing right back in your face if you say one more thing about that.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember the time when I was 12 years old, and my grandmother came home with a bag of groceries in which was included a bag of pork rind chips. I opened the bag, ate a few, gave some to my cousin David and he ate some, and then he asked me what that was. When I told him "pork rinds" his expression of horror was a bit extreme, it seemed to me. After all, my cousins never mentioned anything about being Jewish. Was there something else you forgot to tell us?

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember that during my second year at SCC, the director of our college choir was Johnny Carl, who was a somewhat accomplished musician, but he was only at our college for one year. Later he went to the Crystal Cathedral and for many years was directing their famous Christmas pageants and music program. I remember hearing that Roberts would be studying musical composition privately from Mr. Carl, so that sounded interesting. Later Roberts did a recital of her musical compositions, interesting. I don't know much else about that, I left about then and did not hear very much about what happened later, whatever were those upheavals in the music department. Nobody ever tells me anything.

Whch Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember that while at Hialeah, there was a youth retreat and we went to the Keys and there was one evening service out doors, where there was a girl playing a guitar and singing some songs, it was a nice evening, a nice concert, I don't remember much about it now, she wasn't part of our group, I did not remember her name later. Someone was saying that I had bad-mouthed her even though I could not remember her name or who she was, only something vague about that evening. So that was weird. I do not remember having a strong opinion one way or another about her, that I would want to adopt this verbiage that you were trying to assign to me. Perhaps I might not be interested in performing in your private soap opera/novel written by heroine addicts. I am just saying.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember that during the short time that we were attending a church in Hialeah, there was a Cuban guy there named Mark, I do not remember if I ever knew what his last name was, but he did once sing a trio in church with my sister and myself. He wasn't very friendly. Angry and surly, maybe. So that is pretty much the sum total of everything that I can remember about Mar,k. He was my sister's friend, not mine. And then there was Mark Rentals, who married some rude Cuban person, I forget who she was. I don't remember those people very well, they were my sister's friends mostly. I did not spend very much time there and I don't remember names, so it is a bit annoying to hear all this online yammering from them. Why should they bother to say hello in person when they can just knock things out online? Why should I care about that? I could live the rest of my life without caring if I ever hear from those nasty people ever again.  

Whch Reminds Me

Yes, I suppose that you were expecting me to apologize for not being of the proper blood type, but anyway, I would only be pretending to care about that.