Wilson

Baker Bloch reads up on what Baker Blinker knows about Wilson. Some material has been changed out.

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What the heck. He heads over to Carrcassonnee. He knows he can’t fool her. Can he?

—–

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Carr.:

Well well well. If it ain’t Wilson.

Wilson:

I knew I couldn’t fool you. This is not some ditzy 60s sitcom.

Carr.:

Isn’t it?

Wilson:

I guess it was the bird[ that gave me away]. I couldn’t transfer it.

Carr.:

I would know anyway. I know a lot. The times of day. The period of the season of the sun and moon in orbit and action. The physical nature of dust. The particles that you breath mid-morning before afternoon coffee. I heard you have a new friend. Bob?

Wilson:

I don’t know who he is [inside]. But he’s the one who deleted my — Baker Bloch’s cabin over in Jorondip. Apparently he is part of the group that owns the parcel. He left the safe, but I deleted it just a moment ago, along with the two eyes.

Carr.:

Tell me about those eyes.

Wilson:

Something is changing already. I’m here. But that’s John Lockfry and his wife. One eye male and the other eye female.

Carr.:

What is changing? Does Baker Blinker not want to manage the wrestling team?

Wilson:

I think it is branching out. She created a file on me. She thought it was a done deal. But then something changed.

Carr.:

And, come to think of it, you couldn’t delete Baker’s safe if you were Wilson, unless it was part… maybe you could.

Wilson:

Space Ghost, our father, has told Baker Bloch about Uncle Phil.

Carr.:

I know. It upset him a lot to know that Space Ghost wasn’t his biological father. But he should have thought through this better — a long time ago, actually. And now you are just like Uncle Phil all over. The evil twin. Archetype. I thought you were going to get a tattoo.

Wilson:

Well, I tried [facial] freckles but it didn’t quite work.

Carr.:

So you got rid of the bird. Well, it had to be one little thing separating you two. Like Chad had his Van Dyke beard.

Wilson:

I’ll have to talk to father about this. He’s confused.

Carr.:

He should be. I’m almost confused and I’m never confused.

Wilson:

It’s becoming where you need a road map.

—–

John Lockfry knew about Wilson before he knew about Wilson. Morning dust. Baker Blinker made the realization official by creating the Wilson file and stashing it away in her newly rezzed filing cabinet. The safe would not fit. What appeared to be Baker Bloch opened the file and added new material. Wilson was not a closed case. Baker thought she was the replacement for him, but as soon as this happened she might have become obsolete (once more). She should resign herself to be a manager.

What of World of Lemon? What of BoB? BoB, or Birthplace of Bogota, is taking strange twisty turns. There’s a story inside the story now. The Mulholland Drives may already be an obsolete name. INLAND EMPIRE could be next. IE. We jump up[ again].

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stardust_Memories

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