Which Reminds Me

Yes, oh, is that Rhonda Hottentot I hear flitting around on her broomstick? I could not care less about connecting to her miserable Haitian hellhole. 

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Yes, that was so rude of them to accuse me of being a Nazi. Who would even think of such a thing? Hasn't it been 70 years since the end of WWII? Makes you think that maybe they are obfuscating their own Nazi sympathies at my expense, because on my own, myself alone, I never would have thought of that, not my issue, but I guess they know who they are. 

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Yes, I would have to admit that I really do not understand what is your Grenade problem. All you have to do is ship all those people directly home to their Mama Blondie. Let Mrs. Blondie handle them, not my problem. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes. obviously I cannot trust these people not to go rummaging around in my personal papers and making a horrible mess of things, because they are very lousy at any connect-the-dots game. Needless to say. Obviously 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, oh, I completely forgot about that. I was hearing online maybe Jeff Hitler throwing at me that dreary depressing book about the Caribbean, "The Kingdom of This World," hy Alejo Carpentier. Yes, that was on our high school reading list, but anyway, do I care to be reminded of that dreary strain of negativity? No, not really. There are some books best forgotten, there being no good reason to bother trying to retrieve that, so obviously I am not going to be enthusiastic about any future book discussion with Jeff. Needless to say. Obviously. There is something weird about their Caribbean schematics, because I never had any connection whatsoever to the Caribbean beyond reading a book.. I was in Central America so the Caribbean was not my problem, notwithstanding all due regards to Christopher Columbus.  

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Yes, I vaguely remember during college, those guys were fond of teasing me by introducing me to some people as their "sister," even though we are not related. Ha ha ha! It was obviously a joke, but a tiresome joke at that, although perfectly acceptable in our religious context, except for how those particular guys were using that, so in a way I can totally understand the urge of Adolph to prosecute Looney Tunes for their practice of wartime propaganda. Even so, there are some irritating things about life that are just always going to be there poking and prodding us along our way, that are best ignored for the sake of our own sanity. Needless to say. Obviously. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I would just as soon live in Scotland as Ireland. Either way, the brogue would be a bit thick. And anyway, I might be wary of running into some weird hornet's nest of stuff that I cannot anticipate or deal with. When our ancestors came to America they often broke with the past, and thus the records are a bit scarce for tracking us back that far in time. For example, although my grandmother was a Strickland, you have to trace back to Tudor times to find a sort of connection, maybe.