Which Reminds Me

Yes, I seem to remember that I am registered to vote. Every once in a while the county will send me a new voter card to replace the old one. I have not needed to file a change of address, so there know where to send it. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, it is sort of annoying how those rich kids, in their bid to attain the status of aristocrats, are expecting me to occupy their fan base, which is sort of awkward. I am just not feeling that. I have other ideas and plans for myself than to occupy the little peasant cottages surrounding the perimeter of their grandiose castle, as nice as the castle might be or not. That medieval scheme things just does not work to my benefit in today's modern economy. 

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Yes, it is sort of useless to argue this type of point with such low-live scum. They do not deserve that much leverage, needless to say. But I digress. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, well, anyway, if you were looking for that Totaled Woman, you will not find her here. Morgan was her name, but I do not know much more than that. I reaent having to pay for the crimes of some other unknown excessively verbose person who I never met. I have no connection whatsoever to Morgan. I only hear these things online later from various sources.  

My car was totalled in a car wreck, but that is a different story for another time.   

Which Reminds Me

Yes, it was sort of weird the way you were talking about your Fascist background, as if that were something special. Not really at top of mind, but if you insist on resurrecting a machine that kills fascists, maybe we could also find that song on Youtube. All the songs that I never heard of can be found on Youtube nowadays, but back in the day it would have seemed puzzling. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, how could we have failed to notice, by this time, that the Wilsons are stuck in Iran with their Persian cousins. I cannot help them with that. I have no clue whatsoever about that, other than the sun rises very morning, the seasons come and go. I have no solution for the the Wilsons of Iran. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember noticing that Bruce Brock hates my guts. But who cares about that? He was nobody, just some guy on a summer internship. Yes, I killed a living sand dollar. I did feel guilty about that, especially after Bruce Brock got through berating and rebuking for committing murder. And it was such cute little sand dollar, the way its little tentacles move through the sand very slowly. I can't run very quickly from evil me, so I killed it and added it to my collectioin. But that was cheating. Everything else in my seashell collection died in the natural way and was collected later, which is the proper order of collecting specimens, not the reverse. Sorry about that.