Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember feeling that it was probably a good thing that I went to the courthouse in downtown San Francisco to retrieve some documents related to the case. I am not sure whether I got everything, but at least I got enough to know that someone ought to be writing a book about "The Importance of Being Adolph." You were bellyaching about someone by the name of Earnest, but now I am not so sure whether the significance of that might have something to do with Adolph. Yes, of course, that would fall flat in a comedy routine, as you were saying. Oh!    

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember during my senior year of high school, my Dad had organized a campaign for Mr. Fox, who was scheduled to be there for a week or two, but then later Mr. Fox was too sick to appear, so my Dad ended up being the speaker as substitute, and my Dad sometimes talks about that, he has some stories about that. 

And then at about that time, I was hearing some chatter about that, but in a way that I could address that directly and correct those people who were confused about what happened. But why waste my breath trying to explain anything to the evil, pagan trash Sylvia "Trust"? There is just no intelligence there to speak of. My words just fall into some mysterious cracks and it is like I never existed. 

Which Reminds Me

 Yes, you were saying, Adolph who?
And there was Adolph Peter Schmidt whose wife was named Sylvia, she of the Sylvia Trust. 
And there was Adolph R. Schmidt, who was born in South Dakota. His wife was named Myrtle. 
Both of these guys died in the San Francisco Bay Area. 
Yes, so what about that? Are we even acquainted? Or maybe not.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember, during high school in El Salvador, that some persons in our high school class were taken on a field trip to visit the governmental entity, what do they call that, the National Assembly or Congress or something equivalent to that, a sort of old colonial-style building where they meet to make their deliberations, and that was a very nice trip. So that was interesting. I think they greeted us in some way, I forget the details of that.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, we noticed that you might be the messengers of Mr. Dork. Well, God bless you, (or else may God heap hot coals or Coles upon your head.) Either way, that is out of my control. Did I ask to be introduced to the infamous Mr. Dork? No, that was your idea, not mine. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I was not an eyewitness of the so-called flower "show." I only heard about that from Cori, she thought that was so funny. Yes, probably it was outrageous but I cannot really speak of that first-hand, I was not there at the time. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember online receiving a message from Larry Kraiss of all people, as if I would care to be reminded of him. And it had something to do with his medical profession specialization, which is of no consequence to my life. So what about that? The letter did serve to remind me of some things that I had forgotten, and even so, what about that? I was still mostly blocked off at that time, so it was weird to hear that from irrelevant persons from the Chicago slums, given that anyway I had never discussed that with anyone. How would I know where they got their wrong information? And how would I ever go about fixing this problem? I might rather die first than have to talk about that with those weird guys. 

And wasn't his friend Jim also a sad case, whose wife left him for another man, his career ended in complete failue and his familty trash? So when do I care what Jim thinks about anything? So what if Jim wants to bust my kneecaps? He is an idiot.   

And, and didn't Larry attend medical school at ORU in Tulsa, where blithering idiot David lives, who also might be overdue for extensive brain surgery?