Saturday, January 17, 2009
Fragments Concerning Ontological Commotion Comments
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“Tell me about your mother, Jim.”
“I called her up 8 o’clock last night, ” Doctor Bernstein.
“I didn’t speak to her
for about a month.
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Charles Wax
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7/27/2025 6:11:56 AM # 1.0.0
Charles, this is hysterical. Reminds me of my mom who has since deceased. We had a wonderful relationship too. Thank you for this one. I remember speaking to my mother on the phone one day and another call came in. She put me on hold. She didn't come back on. I rushed home to see what was wrong. She looked at me and said, 'What are you doing home so early? ' She had forgotten I was on hold AND she was talking to a friend of mine on the phone! THAT was too funny. More so now. Thanks again!