Copyright 1998 -- Robert Baer Jr. D.J. Entry - "Not Again" - Part 1 W A R N I N G -------------------- D I S C L A I M E R This following is PURE FICTION, it REALLY DIDN'T HAPPAN! Only in my mind. It's for ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY, and NOT MEANT TO BE TAKEN TOO SERIOUSLY --- it represents a struggle of the mind. The Dinosaur Chronicles PROLOGUE: Roaming the endless reaches of cyberspace is a dinosaur, but not an ordinary dinosaur, a Computer Dinosaur! One who thinks rich people live in a Pentium! How does this ten-ton pre-historic creature survive in the modern world? Let's see Entry # 302 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This morning I had a meeting with one of my attornies, Ben Maddog, who wanted to talk over some of my financial ventures. Had I known how this day would end, I'd probably stayed in bed! I was also "dogsitting" Otto, the Renegade's new "mechanical' dog, while he was away on business. As I sat in the living room sipping tea, Ben was shuffling papers in his briefcase, and staring at Otto, saying "He sure looks real, fur and all, I sure hope he doesn't practice law, I maybe out of a job!" "Dinosaur, Colonel Crispy wants you to do a TV commercial, one where you'll dance and sing. What do you think?" "I can't dance or sing, and I really do have two left feet! I have two right feet, too!" "That's what I told the Colonel, I think we'll stick to the newspaper promotion. By the way, I have to question some of these bills you've been submitted. Here's a $124 dry cleaning bill from Drip Dry Cleaners, what's this all about?" "Well, that's from the fellow who was driving the satelite truck I swallowed last month." "Oh, you mean when you scared off that bunch of reporters?" "Yes, I swallowed his truck! He came back the next day, said he wanted his truck back. So I gave it to him! To induce vomiting, I thought about my ex-wife, it worked TOO well, if you know what I mean." "Yuck! I guess this would also explain these other bills, $ 231 for four new tires, and $ 217 for an industrial interior vehicle cleaning?" "Someone should've rolled those windows up before I swallowed the truck!" "Well, next time ask me before you agree to pay bills like these, we could've fought them in court!" "Ok, Ben, I'm sorry! But I had to do something, the poor man was going to be fired if I didn't bring his truck back! I wonder how he explained the 'mess' inside?" "Well, doesn't matter. Next time, call my law firm collect. If you can't get me, talk to one of my daughters, they're lawyers, too! And they can....." "You have a family! Why don't you let me meet your wife?" Ben Maddog looked very grim, he said slowly,"Dinosaur, my wife was killed several years ago in a hit and run accident." I did it again! Shoved all four feet in my mouth that time. I tried to think of something to say, but my mind was totally blank. All I could do is lower my head in shame. "It's alright, big guy," Ben said,"You didn't know, and I don't mind talking about it." "Really?" I said sadly. "Yes, C.D." Ben continued,"It wasn't easy to raise all six of our puppies without their mother, but I had a lot of help. I still miss Emily, but life goes on. She'd be proud of our kids, four of the "girls" are lawyers in my firm, our only son is in law enforcement, and the other daughter married a bulldog and live in this area! So I can sort of understand how you are feeling right now, you in a sense 'lost' your wife, also." You're right," I muttered,"How did you deal with ...." "My loss?" Ben finished,"Don't be so shy, my friend. It took a long time for me to finally get 'over' it. It's feels like you've lost the 'center' of your world, doesn't it? Well, I simply had to find a new 'center' in my case, I had six new 'centers' to keep me occupied. I don't know what you'll do, my jussaric friend, but I've known you long enough to realize that you will overcome your circumstances. Take it one day at a time, and you'll be fine. As I have found, there'll be good days and bad days. They'll be days when you feel great joy, and days when you will really feel alone. It's natural, and you'll grow stronger over time. Be patient with yourself." "Thank you, Ben," I said thankfully,"you do know how I feel." Could you turn on the TV big guy? I want to hear the latest stock quotations" "Ok, sure!" I said as I turned on the tube. But there was a special report on, interrupting all the broadcasts! The announcer stated the headlines, "Wanna Talk has been found, and has been subpeoned by the Independent Prosecutor to testify before the grand jury!" "Oh no!" I shreeked,"there she is! She looks very sad!" "But there's Prairie Mason with her!" Ben said,"At least she has good legal council!" The announcer continued,"Prairie Mason, Wanna's attorney, is telling our sources that Miss Talk has never met the President nor ever even been to the Oval Office, but it appears the Independent Prosecutor doesn't believe her. And now this just handed to me, sources inside the White House confirm that the independent Prosecutor is looking for an aquaintance of Miss Talk, someone named C. Dinosaur." "C. Dinosaur?" I screamed, "They want me?" "I don't believe it!" Ben Maddog barked,"what to you have to do with this mess!" "C. Dinosaur has been located and we are told will be served a supeona very soon!" the announcer on TV continued. "What will I do?" I asked Ben,"what will I say? I don't know anything about this!" "Relax, big guy!" Ben said calmly,"I'm going with you as your legal council, don't worry." As Ben was speaking, I heard the doorbell ringing. I still can't understand why I hear it when I have no doorbell on my cave, but I walked outside anyway. There to greet me was Sheriff Wyatt Burp, who had a very sad look on his face. "Dinosaur," the Sheriff said timidly,"I hate to do this to you, Computer Dinosaur, but this subpeona was just faxed to my office minutes ago. You are now legally summoned to appear before the Grand Jury in Washington DC, and....." "I'm his attorney," Ben Maddog interrupted,"and I've seen enough of those things to know the rest of the speech, sir." "Well," the Sheriff said,"you two better get going, the grand jury wants you tommorrow!" "Ok, thank you Sheriff!" I said as he drove away. "We've got a lot of work to do, dinosaur!" Ben Maddog said," let's get started." "I wonder how Wanna is doing, Ben," I said sadly,"she didn't want to be involved in this, I hope she's alright." "Don't worry, big guy!" Ben reassured me," Prairie Mason is a fine lawyer, he'll help her through this, you'll see." We walked back inside the cave and the TV was still on. The announcer blarred," We have just learned that the White House has just released a statement, denying all connection to Wanna Talk and C. Dinosaur. It is also rumored that her attorney is a dog! That's right, a dog! Her canine lawyer has no comment on the situation. Republican party leaders are calling Wanna Talk their 'secret weapon' to finally 'finish' the President while those on the other side of the aisle are saying collectively 'let's wait for the evidence to be presented first.' The big question everyone here is asking is, who is C. Dinosaur? What is his connection to the White House scandel? Maybe we'll know tommorrow." I turned off the TV and said, "enough of this, you better prepare me for this, Ben." Ben Maddog and I spent the rest of the day discussing what to expect from the grand jury proceedings. I sure hope things will go well. I was still worried about Wanna, I probably won't sleep very well tonight. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- End of Entry to be continued.......................