Carr.:
Wappo Jack was my fiend. Friend. My friend.
Baker B.:
Well, that’s a pretty impressive castle he has there. Takes up a considerable amount of my prims.
Carr. (correcting?):
*My* prims.
Baker B.:
You are ruler of this town. Correct?
Carr.:
Corr. ect.
Baker B.:
What’s your relationship with Wappo Jack?
Carr.:
Friend. Played tennis together. Swam in creek. Leeches. Jack picked them off of me. Friend.
Baker B.:
That’s nice[ I suppose].
Carr.:
Friend.
Baker B.:
And what about Jesus of N. and Piet Mond.
Carr.:
Less friends. More fiends. Jack and I battle. He built his castle to control battles. Grays verses Browns. Slaughter. Then Olive Branch. I be here[ in this diner/museum].
Baker B.:
Are you jealous of Jack for having such a big place?
Carr.:
Palace. (pause)
Baker B.:
Then you are jealous?
Carr.:
No. We live together. Married.
Baker B.:
Err, with Jack?
Carr.:
Yes. (Carrcassonnee attempts a smile)
Baker B.:
Well, that’s wonderful. And you’re…
Carr.:
Yes [we are still married]. (pause) Jack invented Newton and Jasper. You can say they are our children. Hi mom. Hi dad. And so on.
Baker B.:
Is [Jesus of N. your child]?
Carr. (quickly):
No.
Baker B.:
And I [suppose Piet Mond isn’t your child either].
Carr. (again anticipating Baker B.’s question):
No. (pause)
Baker B.:
Carrcassonnee, I attempted to set up a movie theatre in the formerly empty central building of the Crystal Fields. But there isn’t too much to these fields now that more buildings have been inserted.
Carr.:
I wish to see Uncle Meatwad. Show Uncle Meatwad.
Baker B.:
Yes that was my intention. But the file wouldn’t play.
Carr.:
Try harder. Uncle Meatwad.
Baker B.:
Okay I’ll try it again soon.
Carr.:
Tomorrow. I hear you are interviewing Karl Song. He will not enjoy the blog. He thinks you are mad. I am [instead] the mad one (Carr. attempts another smile here).
Baker B.:
This is our second attempt. I’m going to give him a lot of rope this time. I screwed up the last one.
Carr.:
I heard. Sing him a song to soothe. He likes tunes. He is a tale tune spinner too[ like Collagesity resident Joe the Guitarist].
Baker B.:
Quite a mouthful.
Carr.:
I talk to you because you work hard and play harder. I attempt drink. I see double. I see song and tune together. Strummer. Joe. Rock on. Rock the[ Casbah?]. (I believe Carr. attempts to even sing a bit here).
Baker B. (after Carr. finishes “singing”):
Very nice. So we know for sure that’s Wappo Jack’s castle, and maybe his gallery, since it’s Gallery Jack. But it wasn’t named for him originally. Instead it’s…
Carr.:
Don’t say it. Seven eleven.
Baker B.:
Time to go?
Carr.:
Yo.
Afterwards, Baker Bloch watches a short animation in the theatre. He’s getting there(!).
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