Which Reminds Me

Yes, it is a bit puzzling to ponder, how would you ever deliver on or fulfill these extravagant promises that never seem to materialize and/or never reach the point of actualization. It is not like I would ever get around to booking a flight to some tiny little berg where who knows what sort of lodgings one would find there, what peculiar notions of food, what pagan warlocks would be lurking nearby to steal my prayers from my lips as soon as these might be uttered. Chew on that for a while, Mr. Warlock.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I really do not think that I need to talk to New York. New York liver in an alternative parallel universe that has not much connection to anything that matters to me. I am fine without going to New York. What have I to do with those Yoga twits? Nothing.  

Which Reminds Me

Yes, you might have seen me walking in the opposite direction, until I reach the building where there was someone standing in front of the buliding and ttelling me that no one was allowed inside, and so I turned around and walked back to the dorm and went to sleep and the next morning who can remember what happened when we were not really there. Who can remember who was the Africa girl? I heard that she was taken out that same night and sent away so that no one can even remember who she was or learn more about that from her.     

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember in seventh grade, on Valentine's Day I received such a nice fancy Valentine's Day card from Ronnie Foster, but then when you think about how his family is very wealthy, they can afford to hand out fancy cards to every girl in the class, so maybe it did not mean that much. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, my United States passport is valid until 2033 so at the moment I am not feeling any great need to rush out and find some other passport. I have another seven years before I would need to seek a passport renewal, which is a fairly simple matter anyway, whenever that happens, assuming I live that long. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, if only there were some easier way to extricate myself from that strangely coincidental confluence of things that I said, things that other people said that I only heard about later, things that other people only imagine that I might have side even though actually I had not thought of that but interesting that you would imagine such ridiculous stuff, problematical optics and other unfortunate errors of a political or other nature, that ultimately amount to really nothing. There is nothing else that I can say about that. All I can do is look forward to the day when I can leave this earthly life behind.   

Which Reminds Me

Yes, that was so rude of her to expect me to spit out her garbage commentary that she planted in the first place unbeknownst to me. I wash my hands of that.