Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember when we were on the plane returning home from El Salvador, there was a guy in the next seat over who pulled out what could appear as if a laptop computer and was tapping away on that thing. But there are no such things in 1976 so that would be impossible.In the 1970s computers are huge things that fill an entire building, requiring all sorts of bells and whistles to produce maybe a kilobyte of information if you are lucky. So I must have been confused.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I refused to accept the invitation to go to the movies with those girls, to see [Olier[ the musical, and somehow I never heard the end of that. It is just a broken record. Blah blah blah. Perhaps there is no real person out there, only a spinning machine. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I do not know quite how I would ever talk to those people. Already I learned never to talk to them, lest my words be put through that shredding machine run by whoever. Why waste my breath talking to a wall? quite the solid wall they have built there, so no reason for me to exist. I feel somewhat excuse ffrom bothering to do stuff about that.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, it really is no concern of mine to learn what Stephanie Alvarado was doing at her private party. I never asked. I never offered any commentary. All of this not-really telepathic guesswork only confirms that you are completely out of the loop in terms of what I was thinking about that. It just does not matter now. Matters of high school are fast receding into the distant and forgotten past. 

Which Reminds Me

 Yes, there are many books that I would not recommend for myself, and yet each person has to make their own decision on whether they feel comfortable with reading the Dead Sea Scrolls, the Book of Enoch, the Kolbrin, the Nag Hammadi, the Sumerian Tablets, etc. etc. Many of these books were not available or easy to access even 100 years ago, so it is hard to say what else may be learned using new analytical AI tools and how that may affect future generations. 

Which Reminds Me

 Yes, there was that photo of me at age 10,11, 12 reading a book. What? That’s not work, you idiot purveyors of wonton soup! Don’t you know I should be slaving on hands and knees daily to polish the floors etc. etc. what was I thinking?

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember, back in the day, back in the 1990s when I was working at Boca News, great care was taken to provide fair and balanced coverage of elections. Each candidate was invited to an interview where they would introduce themselves to the community and answer the same set of questions, providing an opportunity to explain their political agenda to the voters who would make the ultimate decision on who they may decide to vote for. Beyond that, I have no special thought about who deserves to win or who deserves more votes than another. The publisher puts his opinion in his editorial articles, but I would prefer not to comment on that given that I was never consulted or asked what I thought about that.