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Yes, I remember hearing obliquely that someone threw me to the politics of President Wood. I am not sure what that meant, not knowing much about how that works. Was it a matter of how the people hate me so much or have you been watching too many TV episodes of "The Streets of San Francisco"? The meaning is not clear to me, that I should be bothered to figure out who is my enemy and why I should care about what some political partisans think about some episode of ancient history.

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Yes, sometimes I hear my sister's dog Jessica in the background: Arf! Arf! Arf!

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Yes, I suppose that you are expecting me to dialogue with some clueless Dutch pastry cook, a peddlar of food stuffs best known for having bestowed an enormous fortune on some undeserving hideous dog named Jessica. As if I should care about that. Actually I don't care to hear more about that. Needless to say.

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Of course, you were not seriously expecting me to defend the idiotic rantings of June Guildwitch. Needless to say. June and Pam were roommates at Evangel, so I cannot be expected to comment on their private and/or public conversations. Leave me out of that, please.

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Yes, years ago while living in California, I vaguely remember attending a Michael W. Smith concert with some people whose names I cannot quite recall. There was that guy from Bolivia and his blond girlfriend, and also some other people mostly unknown to me. It was a good concert and Amy Grant made a guest appearance to sing the duet, "Friends are friends forever if the Lord is the Lord of them." And what else is there to say about that? Nothing more is needed from them.

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Yes, I do like to eat the cakes that I bake, perhaps too much so. A weakness of the flesh it is to have a cake sitting around the house. I am too tempted to eat more of it so I don't bake all that often, especially if I want to lose any weight.

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Yes, it is true that I like to bake cakes at home. I like to bake from scratch the way I learned in high school from my mom, using the old cookbook, to make the chocolate cake, orange cake, etc. and the frosting, such as the cakes that I baked for a high school bake sale. Yes, you can also bake a cake from a box, toss in a couple of eggs and some water and some vegetable oil, and such a cake from a box of powdery mix does not taste bad. And yet it lacks something in flavor of the cake made from scratch, in my opinion. So in that sense you could call me a baker, but I never claimed to be a baker of the double K variety. We have no place here to put these double K bakers always clamoring for more attention. I might like to eat Special K cereal for breakfast, except that I would rather eat oatmeal, so we rarely ever think of stocking Special K cereal on our kitchen pantry shelf.