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Yes, I vaguely remember that Joy was one of my roommates for several months when I was living in Virginia. When I said that I had attended SCC, she said that she is somehow related to Sam Ebersole, who I remembered was a techie sound guy at my college. Apparently he later moved to Colorado and was having a successful career in media. Oh, so that was an interesting minor coincidence. Looking deeper into the paperwork of the matter, I now see that Joy was actually a stepchild of Ebersole from Pennsylvania, who was apparently some distant cousin to Sam, the second husband of her mother. Oh, ok, fine. And there was a time when I had to apply some verbal pressure, to urge her to pay her half of the electricity bill, reminding her that she had recently spent big money on an expensive boombox as a birthday present for her fiancee, but for some reason she does not want to contribute a small amount, maybe $10 or 20 although I do not remember the exact amount, to pay her half of the electricity bill, so that was sort of contradictory for her to suddenly claim she cannot afford to pay for electricity.  

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Yes, we can see that Greg Norman may be stuck in Sicily for the long haul, so we are not expecting to hear more from them, given that, anyway, he is only a fireman who is sitting around the firehouse all day long with apparently nothing else to do but polish the firetruck. But what was that rude thing that they said about the people of Malta? That wasn't very nice. How dare you insult the people of Malta that way. Maybe he could spell that more clearly so that we can all hear that. They might do things differently than the people of Sicily, but anyway they have the same right of self-determination as everyone else. 

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Yes, interesting to see you blithely yapping away, and yet unaware that cattle ranching is an integral part of the general economy of Texas. Thus, to promote vegetarian ideals might seem an unnecessary conflict of interests, but to each his own. The upheavals of the meat packing industry of a century ago are quickly receding into the past and now, in our generation, nobody can remember anything about that. Whatever your job might be, who knows if trading one meat packing industry for another has any special meaning. We only know that Outback is a good place for a steak dinner, but there are many such places in our country. 

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Yes, while you are researching all this stuff, maybe you could ask them about that bit where they are laughing at me as the "deer in the headlights." The blank star of the deer as viewed from the other side of the blinding headlights of the car. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember during high school, that our physical education teacher was Mr. Moran, a name that often appears here and there. And I know nothing about them, beyond the minimum requirements for high school P.E. class, they must have mistaken me for sports star Kathy. That is all I can think to say about that.  

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Yes, and there is the problem of so many religious people having their brains full of those sicko Watchman Knee books, not to mention that he was actually Chinese with political angst issues. Surprising how many U.S. people swallow that stuff hook line and sinker without ever pausing to think that this guy has an attitude problem. But I dare not say anything about that. I should stay silent and not be rattling on about a guy who anyway did some good things, even if the printing presses have replicated his attitude problem ad nauseum. 

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Yes, back in the old days I had not realized how hostile and vicious the Turners really are. Shocking. But anyway, not to worry. They cannot really be the English baron while in the USA, as matters stand at the moment. And all the while we never knew that existed anyway, so that was not our problem. I have other things on my mind than to be yanked around by the nasty Turner trash.