Which Reminds Me

Yes, I am sort of aware that the high school Red team, which was captained by Tom, won. I sort of know that he likes to think that his team is the U.S. team in contrast to other teams that did not win, such as the Blue team, captained by Carmen's boyfriend Ulysses, of which I was a member. Unlucky me. I was assigned to be on the Blue team, and that is the breaks. There is no going back to high school now to pretend that something else happened. Even so, that does not affect my citizenship. There were four teams, maybe Green or Yellow or Orange. I don't remember.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, we are appalled at the "Mickey Mouse" nature of your current operational strategy. There is nothing that I would need to discuss with "Mickey Mouse." How dare you call "Mickey Mouse" in to gum up the works and nickel-and-dime my personal life. Just because Minnie Mouse was having dinner with a married man, no not with Mickey, with Mr. Coffee of San Diego, and then my parents said something about how that did not look good. I also heard Mr. Coffee's family throwing Minnie Mouse out of the window. So now Mickey has to defend his wife's honor by killing me. Even though it really wasn't our generation that made a huge mess of choir. What reasonable conversation could I possibly have with those dreary bores Becky and Bonnie? So there is no reason, it makes no sense for us to be negotiating over nothing much with those dreary bores.

No money = No walkie-talkie

Needless to say.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, why are these weird little yappy dogs Kathy and Joan always screaming at me? If anyone needs a very serious attitude adjustment, that would be them. How can I have any conversation? I have to be very careful to never say anything to anyone because anything that I might say would certainly get twisted around into some weird configuration and then they will blame me for not speaking to them, instead of it actually being them who never speak to me.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, why all this yapping of silly bimbos, while no one has yet thought to call the Royal Academy of the Spanish Language, which is located in Spain, to ask whether they might have some sort of official position or thought or opinion about that. That might sort of help to stop the mouths of babies who don't really know what they are talking about. Needless to say.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I am tired of everything being "my" fault. What is this story that your forgot to tell me about? I really don't have the foggiest idea why I should be required to fight with someone of whose existence I am actually not aware. I really don't care that much about your boring life, actually, that I should be required to assume responsibility for your bad behavior. The sin is conceived in your own mind and carried out by your own wrong ideas and selfish desires, as the Bible says, not because of anything that I said.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, does make you wonder what is this other more wicked evil thing that Carol or Rhina did, that their family should feel themselves compelled to vindicate their honor by killing me, even though I wasn't there at the time and don't know anything about it. White people such as myself are so easily expendable.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, part of me agrees that I should have been friendlier during high school. And also another part of me does not want to encourage them too much, not wanting to come home to the U.S. to find my backyard full of all their Spanish junk. I am really not so fond of them that I would want to find them inside my house rearranging the furniture.