If I see Ken again, I know I will, he's a snowbird and they always come back, it will be like the time before last time when I got literally mad in the dog yard, it will be like before that, after they tried to get me to vote for a one who wanted the country to be the world's fiercest fighting force and advocated and supported genocide as a method of democratizing the planet and I said, sorry, no I'm not sorry, I will not vote for genocide, why would I vote for the lesser evil and genocide? and thereafter I avoided them until they got a dog and I crossed the street not to avoid a dog new to the neighborhood, but now I'll say let us not speak of things of the world beyond the dog.