{"id":557,"date":"2011-11-23T16:26:28","date_gmt":"2011-11-23T22:26:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.kaybuena.com\/blog\/?p=557"},"modified":"2011-11-25T15:12:13","modified_gmt":"2011-11-25T21:12:13","slug":"what-really-happened-to-kay-buena-her-doll-betty-jane-and-data-the-action-figure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/what-really-happened-to-kay-buena-her-doll-betty-jane-and-data-the-action-figure\/","title":{"rendered":"14. What Really Happened to Kay Buena, her Doll, Betty Jane and &#8220;Data&#8221;, the Action Figure:"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><span style=\"color: #003300;\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 When last we left our characters, they were seemingly in a weird situation.\u00a0 Betty Jane had been put in her box, with her new hairdo and outfit, one most unacceptable for out door cavorting, and Kay Buena was feeling rather old and crippled up and stodgy.\u00a0 Elmo as usual, had no problems and continued his post at the window, where the bad birds and squirrels came and went with great gusto.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/strong><span style=\"color: #003300;\"><br \/>\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 What was really odd beyond belief, was what really happened to that mail truck, Mr. Miller and Data. As you may recall Data (the action figure) was in full Sherlock Holmes costume and rarely broke character.\u00a0 That is, until he seemingly destroyed the &#8220;Borg-like&#8221; approaching mail truck, which Holmes would probably not have attempted.\u00a0 After relocating him to our mantel and questioning him for some time, it became clear that Data was really his evil twin, Lor! For <strong>Star Trek<\/strong> fans this is not an oddity, in that in various episodes of the TV show, Lor would show up and\u00a0become\u00a0\u00a0vile and nefarious. His evil ways adding to the plot in dissonance,always fun for the writers.\u00a0 This had to be the explanation, it was Lor and not Data of course&#8230;- in that<\/span><strong><span style=\"color: #003300;\"> Data<\/span><span style=\"color: #003300;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><span style=\"color: #003300;\">is \u00a0<strong>Data<\/strong> and we all know how that\u00a0is (As in &#8220;we have plenty of data, yet little information.&#8221;)\u00a0As it turns out the mail truck was not destroyed after all.\u00a0 And it was some teenager&#8217;s doing.\u00a0 Two teen aged girls were seen fleeing from the tyranny of suburban life into someone&#8217;s backyard and into the forrest behind the street parallel to our street. The missing mail truck was backed into one of these &#8220;mouse mausoleums&#8221;, the given style of our neighborhood&#8217;s mail boxes, rectangular edifices with an opening on the side of the street, where the mail person conveniently fills with letters, bills, catalogues and other snail mail goodies.\u00a0 I remember when we built the house some 18 years ago, I suggested that we make the mail box 1&#8242; by 4&#8242; by 9&#8242;.\u00a0 But the builder had never seen Stanley Kubruck&#8217;s <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">2001.<\/span>\u00a0 I am in digression again, but that&#8217;s a common problem, especially with the attempt to entertain in a blog.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #003300;\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The back of the mail truck looked as smashed as roadkill.\u00a0 And Some of the mail had escaped in the wind. The particular mail box-edifice of the residence where the girls had swerved into while commandeering the mail truck had\u00a0collided with same in a most un-seemly way.\u00a0 There was now just a super\u00a0smashed-sideways mail box and a large pile of bricks where once stood the house&#8217;s matching mail station.\u00a0 The mail truck was still running with the keys\u00a0 still inside, when the resident came home from work.\u00a0 He called the post office and Mr.Miller and his mail truck were once again reunited.\u00a0 Which just goes to show that these strange stories sometimes have a rational ending.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0 Betty Jane, Kay Buena, Data (or Lor?),and Elmo had a tendency to get the wrong impression about some everyday occurrences.\u00a0 Personally, I liked the other ending where Lor used his phaser, but that&#8217;s\u00a0just me.\u00a0 And if I don&#8217;t watch out, they might put me in a box with the acid free tissue paper like was done with my 58 year old doll,\u00a0Betty Jane as she was unfairly blamed for the chaos of the missing mail truck.\u00a0 Along with her general trouble making, her eternal rubber band was beginning to stretch to the point where\u00a0\u00a0she was having trouble sitting up or standing.\u00a0 And speaking of coincidental metaphorical situations, that sounds more and more like my symptoms.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #003300;\">\u00a0\u00a0 So, untill the occassion calls for an &#8220;out there&#8221; blogger, I&#8221;ll put the whole crew on another endeavor, like producing some\u00a0funky rock and roll, or country music. Heck, All I have going for me really is a wild imagination and a Texas Accent, not that that is a bad thing, as you know.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #003300;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 When last we left our characters, they were seemingly in a weird situation.\u00a0 Betty Jane had been put in her box, with her new hairdo and outfit, one most unacceptable for out door cavorting, and Kay Buena was feeling rather old and crippled up and stodgy.\u00a0 Elmo as usual, had no problems and continued [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-557","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-betty-jane-chronicles"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/557","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=557"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/557\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":592,"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/557\/revisions\/592"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=557"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=557"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stgn.kaybuena.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=557"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}