Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I suppose that if I wanted or needed someone to represent me, I could always hire a lawyer to say what I need them to say on my behalf. Of course, you are obviously not my lawyer and have not earned a red cent from me, that I should be acknowledging your offhand ramblings of no interest or benefit to me. But since there is no profit to be had, there would be no point in my hiring some lawyer to drain my bank account with endless legal and bank fees, all for nothing, all to no avail. As I see it, this is just a useless waste of time and energy.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I sort of see the Gonzo gang out there plotting and scheming. Not that it matters. Not that they will get much out of that but perhaps some cheap publicity stunts. Maybe someday the Denny's Duran's gang will wake up and find their butts have been deported home to Honduras but I don't really know if that would ever really happen. Coming from me that would be just an empty threat, a cheapskate threat from the white girl they have challenged themselves to destroy as the pinnacle of brown achievement, so that would only help their cause in the long run, and not really help mine. So this is all just an exercise in futility, all designed to waste my time on trivial pursuits while they get themselves in position to rob the chicken coop. I am just saying. And you do everything to help them do that, so I don't what you expect me to do about that.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I am sure that if there was something that I needed to know about oil and gas matters, my mother would explain that to me at the appropriate time. Thus, there is no reason why I should be called on to take on the gratuitous insults of some mentally retarded bimbo who claims to be a friend of or related to the little sister from hell, something which does nothing to commend you to me as anyone that I should be conversing with about that. If there is something to be known about U.S. policy on oil and gas reserves, I certainly don't need to be getting that from you. But these decisions perhaps do not belong to our generation because, anyway, we would have to kill you all in the first place and that would be just too messy for us to handle. I have no problem with the government or law enforcment doing something about that but, anyway, it is not my place to say.

Monday, May 1, 2017

Which Reminds Me

Our family spent one week in Colorado attending a music festival in Estes Park. That was while on our way driving cross-country heading toward Florida. Colorado has many mountain peaks but we never got anywhere near Pike's Peak, so I suppose that you could call our vacation a bust, except that such a designation would be entirely inappropriate in this context. There was no Colorado Gold Rush afoot. We had a very nice time anyway attending concerts along with our friends, the Stewart family, and also enjoyed our one and only time going through the Rockies. But we never lived there so I really don't know very much about Colorado. I remember walking through some tourist souvenir shops and that sort of thing, more places to spend money that I don't have.

Which Reminds Me

During high school I always studiously ignored those clueless F-bomb whiners Thomas and Raymond, so why would I want to help your worthless F-bomb Cori, not to mention Ann's various nameless F-bomb connections of whom nothing is known, just that they sensed to be out there somewhere making a mess of things. But I don't want to hear about it. I have said too much already.

Which Reminds Me

Why is this Win-Dee, a one-celled amoeba, allowed to rampage freely, a bull in a china shop? There are many other considerations that would just make your tiny little head much too crowded for comfort in light of your simple-minded ying-yang shematics, but I digress.

Which Reminds Me

One day in El Salvador, Ann Campbell wanted us to meet some friends of hers who were visiting from New York so we met at the McDonald's that was next to our house. It was a boy whose vocabulary was limited to mostly F-bombs so there was no conversation to be recalled. What was his name? Nothing comes to mind.