Which Reminds Me

I remember Rusty as an angry person. At least he was pretty much always angry with me. He was complaining that my piano wasn't good enough to qualify as his accompanist. Fine. He might have been right on that point, that I was in over my head there. Anyway, I no longer care about piano at all so complaining about my piano skills will get you nowhere. Sorry, but all of this whining about my lousy musicianship will not win you any prizes from me. I only think of Rusty as a colossal nuisance. Sorry but college is OVER and I am no longer available to be insulted and complained about behind my back. I am not interested in hearing another word about that.

Which Reminds Me

During college I do not recall myself having any positive relationship with Rusty. Mostly he just insulted me so obviously I would prefer not to be dialoguing with such an annoying person as that. Cough cough. Why cough when I could stay healthy and avoid any entanglements there? You just never make any sense to me.

Which Reminds Me

And what makes these boring worthless Iowans think they should always get their way in matters that are none of their concern. It is not so, as the Annals of American History have shown. You might be at the wrong party or too early for the real show to begin. Only time will tell. I suppose that one state is better than none but anyway I have no personal connection whatever to the state of Iowa so politics should not be affecting my life in any way. It is hard for me to understand why the Iowa would be crowing and cursing at me. I could not care less about such a dreary place as Iowa.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, it is hard for me to understand why our cousins are strutting around so weirdly as if they deserve special protection from something. Well, their parents always seemed sort of weird and mentally ill as I remember them, not that I really understood what all the fuss was about at the time. No one ever really explained that to me so I have no idea what to do with all of these intercepted messages about them, as if they were something important. I really don't know anything about them and I never really cared what they do. They were always traveling around, going from place to place, so a lot of times nobody knew where they were or what they were doing which partly explains why nobody really understands what their problem is and probably never will. Perhaps I shouldn't have said some things that I did say about them when I was younger and more immature than I am now and yet, on the other hand, I really don't care what they do and do not understand why the boring Butterfields should be so loudly clamoring for vengeance as if that were the Christian way to handle family relationships. Grandma Calkins has been gone for a long time now and everybody else just wants them to be quiet because they just weren't that important.

Which Reminds Me

That might have been a pathetically lame and just plain wrong effort of trying to attach the McClellan story to the Tinker tidbit from high school. There was nothing that I ever said about that, just me once confirming that I did overhear something when asked, so extensions to Scotland are just utterly ridiculous. You might as well send your sheilas are down under on that account and have no chance of getting anything else from that. You might have more luck targeting the Irish, specifically Michael O'Farrell. Oh, did he get some flack about that? I really don't remember now if that was him or someone else who said that, to tell the truth. It's not like I ever think about that.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, it is true that I have yet to visit the Presidential Library at College Station. That's a city in Texas and I imagine that it may contain all you would want to know about voodoo economics and other economic and political issues of interest in the 1980s if you are so inclined there, which I am not.

Even so, I did graduate from college and I have the diploma to prove it, never mind that Michelle was never really there. Machelle may imagine that high school is the height of accomplishment but education does not stop with her big fat mouth. Education continues throughout life and later we may look back and wonder what we were thinking at the time sitting there listening to that. She tried to boss me around and publicly disinvited me to some shower for some person I never heard of thus indicating that I should not be aspiring to her social level. Even so, I never liked her attitude and really don't care if I never see her again in this lifetime. Maybe when we all get to heaven we will all be perfect then and able to stand being around each other. But all of that does make you wonder if she is related to the Bush family. She never really said that in so many words. I did vote for them as there was no other party choice but it is hard for me to remember why that was now that there is so much water under the bridge and I learned so many things later that I had not been aware of at the time.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, now I remember. You asked me if I had noticed that people were teasing Trina Tinker about her name. And I said that yes, come to think of it, I think that I did overhear something. I noticed someone riffing on that book title that refers to tinkers, tailors, soldiers and spies. Yes, I suppose that name jokes can get sort of irritating, especially when they are made on your own name. I suppose that the dictionary definition alone would be enough to get some jokesters started on the tinkers. And of course I would know all about name jokes. My name is often mistaken for candy because it sort of sounds like that which explains why I am continually subjected to all kinds of jokes about my name, about candy canes, and being striped red and white, and am I sweet, and can you eat me and so forth. Blah blah blah. No, you may not eat me. How many times do I have to explain that actually no, you may not eat me. I am not that sort of candy. So obviously I know about name jokes. I might have said something like that. I really don't remember much.