Which Reminds Me

Yes, I do think that three would be a good enough return on the original investment. Amazing really, I doubt that I could have done better myself alone. However, I will be needing to buy another new computer in the next year or so, among other things, due to the problem of system upgrades, so the question becomes not so much how much, as when to transfer the funds directly out of your control. Thanks anyway, but I have other plans for myself. But can you let go, or how would I go about prying your graspy greedy fingers off of my throat? 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, It is unfortunate sometimes to find that anything that I might do would face a wave of Gross resistance from who3ever that was, Just because there is some sort of indescribable attachment in the green room, does not mean that I care that much. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I wrote a poem, and I was surprised to learn that I could do that, and then I wrote a few other poems, and then sister found the poems and thought they were so ridiculous, same with my diary. So I gradually stopped trying to write poems. Forget that, because poetry just makes my life miserable. Same with writing a diary, after sister found my diary. Enough said about that. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember that I did a book report on something called, "The Ugly American" a book that I had found in the high school library, but I am not remembering that book now. I somehow thought that I remembered it as a non-fiction book, but somehow I am not finding the book that I thought that I read. Ok, fine, whatever. Just another book report. No big deal, right? 

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Yes, what ignorant person has not heard of that 1978 Broadway musical "Evita," which was produced in New York City and met with some success there, being distributed widely throughout the world? Yes, so what about that? 

Coincidentally, there was a Puerto Rican working at our office, whose name was Eva. Someone was trying to use that for something; however, I don't know for what. She was fired at our office and went on to a great job working for the AP, so what do I know? 

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Yes, you can be sure that I clobbered that piñata at my birthday party, age 9, while we were living in Mexico.. However, there was a problem. The goodies were contained in a clay pot concealed inside the piñata, so eventually my Dad had to get a hammer and smash the clay pot, and then there was a crazy scramble for the goodies. Oh, did I scuffle with someone who was throwing their weight around to shove everyone else out of the way and take more of the goodies than everyone else? Fatso. Or at least that is how it may have seemed to me. Somehow my emotions are no longer attached to the event, so that I can almost not remember that at all, only the way you describe it sounds so different from the way that I would sort of remember that.   

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Yes, I cannot imagine a more hopeless candidate than myself. Karen Asmuth was elected president of the Musicians' Guild. I unfortunately had neglected to have my name erased from the blackboard, giving my enemies an opportunity to crow about how I lost the election. I do not even remember who wrote my name on the blackboard. I noticed that but it might seem too disruptive for me to raise my hand and make another big scene about that, maybe better to just let the inevitable humiliation happen, because anyway I had not even thought of that, and some people were glaring at me as if I did not even deserve to be in the room at all. Ok, fine.