Which Reminds Me

Yes, maybe you could ask them whether and/or how they are related to Napoleon. They would not want to tell me anything, but you might be able to figure out something about that. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, it would be just impossible for me to 'keep up with the Jones's,' as the saying goes. Not that I ever cared so much about that, Only recently did I notice that Mary Lasley's mother's maid name was Jones. Oh, I did not know that. I just thought it was ridiculous, the way she is trying to set herself up as a goddess. Absurd. As if we did not notice her crawling out of windows, as noted in the diaries. I have to leave them to their own devices, because anyway, I am not eligible to compete at that level. Time is against me now, there is no money here to do ridiculous game things, so I only want to exit the planet having cleared my slate and resolved the dangling equations, because anyway, it is too late for me to do much more than that. 

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Yes, it is true that I never did read that book, "El Sombrero de Tres Picos." I did read something about the book, and it did not sound very appealing. Sometimes Spanish humor can be very low, and it could be laborious to wade through that. 

Although it is somewhat helpful to note that this word has several definitions, at this point I cannot switch midstream to another definition than the one I start with. I started with mountain peak and that is what I will have to go with. I cannot now switch to another language such as Portuguese, which does not have the same definitions listings. I have never been to Chile so I cannot speak for why they insist on imposing their street language on clueless persons such as myself. 

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Yes, it is probably just as well that the more recently updated dictionaries of Spanish-English now include a note of the existence of the Chilean slang version, because years ago there was no way to learn that. You would look in the dictionary of 40 or 50 years ago and the meanings would include a bird's beak, mountain peak, pickaxe mining tool and corner. 

Which reminds me that during the year that I was at Evangel, some of us were invited to a gathering at the home of an elderly missionary couple who had lived in Central America, I am forgetting their names at the moment, and in their front room prominently displayed was a book by the title of "El Sombrero de Tres Picos," which means the Tri-cornered Hat. That was something that I definitely noticed. I don't know, maybe they understood something about that. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember hearing of the Lasleys, who were in Africa — specifically Togo and Senegal, but only because their children — Mary and Steve— were also at our college Mary was down on the 2nd floor, across the hall from some other people who used to be friends of mine but I don't want to talk to them at the moment. Everything just got so complicated and I don't need more messy people muddling around with that. Besides which, even though I like some of his songs, backup singers such as Mary could not possibly fill in the blanks. What would she in Africa know about Chilean slang? I did not even know that, and also I thought turkey was something to eat for Thanksgiving dinner. And what would that have to do with the price of tea in China? Mary Lasley was on a girls' sports team during college, as evidenced by yearbook pictures, but whether or not she had a sports scholarship I have no idea so I cannot speak to that point. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember Raymond saying that he wan planning to be a millionaire by the age of thirty. That was in connection with economics class, when our teacher was explaining to us about the stock market and how that works. I never heard more about how that worked out for them later. It was just a theme that seems to reappear from time to time, something about the imaginary millions dollars. 

It was not until maybe forty years later that I went to Sacramento and found the document with the million number magically imprinted upon it. Whether there ever was a million dollars, or only shares aiming for that number, it would be hard to see how that number could ever be achieved given a subsequent hailstorm of depreciation. Anyway, there seem to be some parts missing, so it is very hard to say anything more about that, so why even try? Why get all pumped up about something that can never happen? 

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Yes, that was weird, did I hear online that Professor Elliott from college is somehow distantly related to Kelly Elliott, a high school classmate of mine to whom I do not remember ever speaking. She was nothing to me, and yet I somehow hear that she was badmouthing me all over the place to people at college. Why would that be? Since when does she know anything at all about me? or even care to acknowledge my existence? 

And where is this imaginary millions discussed in the prank? Where did that come from? Certainly not from me. I only heard one person in high school obsessing about his ambition to make himself a millionaire, but that was Raymond, and you would never meet them, they would never darken te door of one of our churches, probably. Sometimes there is no choice to be had of what various and sundery persons you are stuck with for the four years of high school.