penelope

He had this feeling that yes, if he had just got to the PM's memorial library that yes, all the answers to the pol's death would in fact be found there, in the library. He thought to himself, "The answer to the riddle of the crime of the century, is within these walls." If I just look hard enough, the anwer is here within the walls of the library.

Fred and Ralph...

Did they ever speak to each other? I heard they did not care for each other, but that did not matter when there were stumps to be burned or new roads created with dynamite. (Dynamite seems like such a plastic--word. Who created it and why does it have permission to enter the language?)

At dinner, at 11:30 am, Ralph spoke of tragedies but Fred said almost nothing but whistled through his words when he did speak. That law-iar that owned the apartments got killed out there in Spokane, onethinganother.

off 395 weren't it, whistled Fred.

Ethel looked up with her dentures, and laughed a bit of a fake laugh to avoid her voice breaking....

ballistophobia...

one would think, as a proto assassin, that I love guns and bullets. the truth is, however, that I am scared to death of charges...

the crime...

someone is trying to destroy andalucia university... bomb threats, hateful publications, rumors of corruption, spying, and lampoons about the president and the deans. are these threats coming from the catholic spanish, islamic, or jewish elements??? what happened during arabic class on monday morning?? could the brilliant and charming fatima be seduced by Santiago or by his culture??? will her parents or the dean of Islam house find out? will she take off her head scarf? have the values of the school been perverted to convert the students to catholicism?? is the pope or the archbishop behind it all?

father, unlike son

the son wanders all day, while the father writes on his blog all day, never moving except to go to the fridge and cook, and he is good at eating and cooking, but then sits down again at the blog.

the son comes back stoned and the father sneaks a beer while the son is in the shower.

2012

the year that the planets iline... who predicts the end?? the mayans or the aztecs?? meanwhile the centre for autismo is interviewing people, esp. young people, with the disease. at the same time the dementia society is holding its meeting, leading to mass miscommunication and total discord.

who did you say you were?

i am not going to repeat myself.

who?

don't talk to me

say what

get away from me

who are you

nobody related to you

my son

hell no.

i want to go home

well lets go wander around; that i understand

letsgohomethen

yes

home

yes, the road

lets do it

yes, now

now

lets walk out

of the institution