Which Reminds Me

Yes, I have recently noticed your obsessive ranting about trans politics, a topic of which I know nothing and have nothing to say. What I originally might have said about that is completely unrecognizable at this point. I have no idea who you are hinting about. I have no clues. Perhaps you could be more specific about who you are talking about, so that we could all hear that, too.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember thinking that I never should have made that self-deprecating joke about being "Baker-acted," especially not in front of Linda and Linda. What a mess. They are famous for being the nastiest gossips who ever lived on the planet. They do not need to be hearing anything about me ever in future. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember that while I was at Evangel college, one time I went to the shopping mall with some girls from my dorm, and while there I bought a funny sign that read "Mental Ward," which I hung on the wall of my room, manifesting my tendency toward self-deprecating humor perhaps, although not really a serious legal tool, because anyway, after I went home and hung it on my wall at home, my mother made me throw it away because she thought that it was making me seriously depressed and gloomy, so the "Mental Ward" sign is long gone years ago. However, I do occasionally have moments where I have thought of where else could I find refuge from this storm around me, other than an insane asylum. But then again, that would be a depressing and gloomy place to go. No, I think that I could take care of myself just fine without so many cooks hovering about to ruin the broth.     

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Yes, I do vaguely remember saying that Spain is a place that I think that I would enjoy visiting for a short time, perhaps to visit some of the medieval castles and palaces that figure so prominently in some of the Spanish books that I read during high school. I think that I would enjoy touring the historical museums of Madrid and that sort of thing. I am not saying that I would want to live there permanently, I was only contemplating a matter of weeks or months. There are so many places to visit eventually. I was only saying that Spain was one place that would be interesting to visit from a tourist point of view.

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Yes, come to think of it, maybe I should be asking whatever happened to my little sister's friend Lynne, who I almost never think of at all. Usually I only hear scattered ideas of who those people are, not really a clear idea of what that was all about.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I do think that it really is not necessary to marry one's language teacher, just because I learned Spanish well that does not mean that I would need my Spanish teacher in my family tree. And what if I had learned three or four or five languages? I really cannot imagine how a polyglot would manage all of those language teacher relationships. Being bilingual is complicated enough already, although she does slightly remind me of my Spanish teacher, sort of, not really but sort. of.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember in high school Spanish class studying the play by Jacinto Benavente, a Nobel-Prize winning author, which is called "Los Intereses Creados." The characters start by creating their bluffs, their hopes and dreams for the future, and then hope that reality will catch up with them, but whether that happens or not is tenuous and uncertain matter. We must have chemistry for anything to happen, and sometimes you just do not have the right ingredients for that to happen. 

What is this ridiculous question that I forgot to answer?

Which reminds me, speaking of bluffs, that when I was hanging out with Cori and her friends, I learned the utterly useless skill of playing poker, but only for matchsticks, not for anything of value. But if you want to burn your own house down, fine. Go right ahead and do that.