Which Reminds Me

Yes, I am not sure what you want, actually, but anyway, my options are to evacuate the planet or to join a nunnery. Worse things could happen than being a nun, but I am not a Catholic so there there are too many technical glitches in this picture. 

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Yes, I think that many long years ago, we had abandoned the idea of deriving any benefit whatsoever from associating with the worthless "Bail-y-US" family. \

There is no longer any Uncle Sam. There is only a scattered mess of children. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, whatever happened to Greg the sports writer? In the office one day, I was logging in to my computer and then suddenly noticed that Greg is looking over my shoulder carefully watching my keystorkes in an attempt to capture what is my password, which he did and was now able to log in to my account and hack all my files. Terrifying. Weird that he was so obsessive, but fortunately he did not survive probation. There were only three months of Greg and then he was a goner. 

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Yes, there has been a lot of talk on Youtube about the Secrets of Fatima, telling the story of the visions that were seen by the children, the appearance of a supernatural being of unknown origin, the various prophecies and sayings that came out of that, the lives of the children afterward and how they were affected by those events, etc. etc. Myself being a Protestant, I tend to leave it to the Catholics to tell everyone what that was about, because anyway the Catholics would have all of the records and ptaperwork associated with that, and we would probably only hear about that by reading in a book or magazine or seeing a video on Youtube. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, there is another question of whatever happened to that worthless idiot O'Farrell, Michael that is,  from high school. Martha probably remembers him, you could always ask Martha because in me there is nothing of him. I never really cared whether O'Farrell would live or die, not my problem. 

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Yes, I too noticed a slight resemblance there to Stone, although so what? Not a reason for me to involve myself in unknown territorial issues. I think I heard online that he may be stuck in Maryland for the long haul, not my problem, not my job, not my money. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember one time when I was working on the Society paper somewhat late, it was dark already, possibly winter, there was a knocking at the office door, and it was Norman Young wanting to talk to some of the advertising people, so I let him in the door and thought that was a sort of bizarre event. How weirdly coincidental to see them again. Don't they attend some other church now? So obviously I am not thinking about them.