Which Reminds Me

Yes, during high school, I vaguely remember being aware that the American guys, Thomas and Raymond, seem to have a deal with the Spanish guys, wherein they agreed to an exchange of obscenities. Thus, we see Tom and Raymond always "F- F- F" and the Spanish guys always likewise with their equivalent words, always that. And who can say anything critical of them without getting shot? It is just useless to even try to say something abott that. And then Tom is upset about feeling the disdain of those who choose not to participate in that exchange, but I really cannot blame them, because most of those bad guys of the Spanish variety were in Dummies class, not really honors students, and what have we to do with Kathy's trashy low-life brother? Why should I sacrifice my integrity to make some ridiculous point? What low-level of English would there be to learn from trashy F-bomb slut Cori? so obviously the whole thing was ridiculous. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember that, looking back on my past, there were several acquaintances by the name of Mark, so which Mark are you talking about? Mark this or that is not enough to mean anything much. Mark who? 

But if you insist on getting on your wrong inforamation from Rosanne, you have nothing to say. You only wish you had something to say. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, after parting ways from Tony, I continued walking toward home, needing to walk a few blocks over to Calle Roosevelt, then south on Boulevard de los Heroes, to my house near McDonald's. During a stretch along Boulevard de los Heroes, there was a guy walking the other way on the sidewalk, and he sort of leans over and says, "I love you, baby," and maybe some other word or two, there was not much to that. So typical of these Latino guys, as soon as they see white girl, they want to practice their tiny English vocabulary, maybe a line from a movie, something predictable. But it is important for me not to react in any way to that, because there is no way of knowing how dangerous these guys are. 

What? And you were imagining that I would campaign for your husband to become the first Latino president of the USA? That would be sort of weird for me to involve myself in your problem. Oh, sorry1 

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Yes, to walk home from school all by myself was a bit daring of me, I am so impatient about getting out of school early for some reason not taking the usual bus, but anyway, what could possibly go wrong? I was being very careful not to step on the cracks in the sidewalk, so what else could I do to ensure my personal security? It was only for a few blocks that he overtook me, and then we parted ways at the intersection because he was walking to his club, whereas I was walking home so I had to turn left at that point.    

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I have not heard anything about him for years and years now, beyond that it was mentioned that he now works at city hall. I have no reason to go to city hall, myself having no business there at the moment. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, that was somewhat insulting, to be mistaken for the Arab dog who was mistaken for a Calkins. Probably the same could be said for the Italian version of that. La di dah. We just are who we are, no need to apologize for not being one of them. 

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Yes, how interesting, coincidentally speaking, that our friend from ancient times, Tim Davenport, was telling us, years ago, that he worked for Microsoft. He might even have met Bill Gates there, although he did not say much about that. I do not have any juicy office gossip to share on that point. I would rather die than have to ask more questions about that. Yes, and how coincidental to note that Bill Gates is listed as a notable descendant of Hugh Calkins, in the website of the Calkins Family Association. And if you read that article about Calkins DNA you would already know that many Calkins are the R1B types that are plentiful in the British Isles, although there is a case of a Mideastern lineage accidentally thrown in there, yet not the J haplogroups, so whatever. Sometimes adoptions complicated these matters. And also you would have noticed that coincidentally the Davenports think they are related to the Calkins, although it is a very complicated thing from New England of the 18th or 19th century, I really don't understand, events involving persons long since dead so whatever.