Diary (Day 25, 26, 27, 28)

Day 25

Pacman won, as I predicted. He’s got a lot practice and that explains his victory. Practice makes a winner. I have said enough.

Day 26

Monday. The excitement over, now it will take a long time before I watch TV again. I only watch when there’s a big fight of famous boxers like Pacman and I even watch the replay.
Other TV programs are boring, like cartoons and noontime shows. And they are shown every day. I watch the news sometimes but I would rather listen to the radio.

Day 27

If I had the time, I would write a letter to a famous sports columnist and tell him how brilliant and witty his essays are. Of course, I would tell him my views too, especially about Pacman being used by politicians who take advantage of his popularity. Politicians are always obnoxious opportunists. You must be punch-drunk if you believe in them.
Political writers, too, are an obnoxious and boring lot. That’s why I would rather read sports columnists and learn a lot from them by feeling the action they’re trying to relive.

Day 28

Wednesday around noon. No mushroom fruiting bags arriving, but Justin tells me it will be on Saturday. Be patient. Meanwhile, write about nothing, what a boring day. If you think I’m bored, you must be funny. No, but that’s already written and besides it’s not unprintable—the word funny. Suddenly I feel like having a migraine. It must be a very heavy stuff I’m writing. There go the off rhymes, or accidental poetry?