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Hasty and HastyKid Return to Oklahoma

Hasty and I decided to write our final posts individually, so here it is, my last post about Hasty’s visit up to Boston.  Writing about her going home brings a little sadness reflective of driving her to the airport and the inevitable goodbye.

Hasty and HastyKid returned to Oklahoma on June 29th.  We talked about my possibly visiting the Hasty’s with my family at some point.  She says there’s nothing there, but I’m sure we’d have a good time no matter what.

Before I talk about her departure, there’s someone I forgot to mention.  When we were at Hampton, I found a toy soldier in the sand at our spot on the beach.  I was excited to find the soldier and put him in my pocket to take home.  But, um, I forgot him in my pocket and he went through the washer and dryer, and now, not only is he an amputee, but he also has a flaccid weapon:


Sorry, man.

Anyway, Hasty honored me with a copy of her book, Depression’s Dance, which she signed for me:

hasty's book         inscription

As you can see, she inscribed it to “Sage”.  She asked me if I wanted her to write it out to my real name or my penname, but it seemed fitting for her to sign it to my penname.  “Sage” has become the name which is highly depictive of my true self, the essence of who I am.  Taking on the penname has helped me to find myself in many ways, as I have been otherwise anonymous and have had interactions without physical appearance or nonverbal behavior dictating those interactions, human involvement strictly through words alone.  As a writer and a person, it’s been a fascinating and unanticipated journey.  Also, during Hasty’s visit, she and HastyKid called me Sage, which I really liked.  Sometimes I think it might have taken me a moment to respond if I was occupied with something.  I also referred to Hasty as Hasty, and it was a struggle to introduce her to people using her real name.  HastyKid I referred to by her real name and my son called her Junior.  “What’s in a name?  That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”

Anyway, the morning we brought her to the airport, we all got up at 3:30 am and left by 4.  We made our second trip to Dunkin’ Donuts for coffee and breakfast.  The first was the day we went to Boston.  You can’t visit Massachusetts and not go to a Dunkin’ Donuts.  Along the way, we sang Green Day, or at least I did.  At some point we were talking about sports and activities the kids were involved in throughout their lives.  This may have taken place on another day, however I do recall that on the trip to the airport, Hasty told us that once during a soccer game HastyKid was playing, a hot air balloon landed in the middle of their field.  Later when we were leaving from the airport, we saw hot air balloons flying above the highway, so I photographed them and texted them to Hasty.

Here is Hasty and HastyKid at the airport.  It’s a little blurry, but everything was happening so fast.  It was very sad and difficult to say goodbye, and we all still miss them.


Hasty sent me this picture of HastyKid on the airplane wearing a Boston sweatshirt and reading “Make Way for Ducklings”, which is a children’s book about a police officer who stopped traffic in order to allow a mother duck and her ducklings to cross a busy Boston street safely.  It’s based on a true story and while in Boston, we visited the little statues of the ducklings at the Public Garden.  I bought HastyKid the book while we were at the airport and I was glad to hear that she loved the book and read it a couple times on the plane.

HK make way for ducklings

And as I said, while my family and I were heading home from the airport, we saw these hot air balloons, which reminded me of Hasty and HastyKid drifting away from us on their journey home.  It was a beautiful symbol, but again very sad.

hot air balloons

It was an incredible connection I believe we had, and Hasty left with us all a little in love with her, and wanting more.

Thanks for visiting Hasty and HastyKid, come back soon.

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The Hasty Posts and The Return of Wall Grimm

Hasty and I have two more posts planned with regards to her visit with me up here around Boston.  I may add a third one spontaneously if there’s more I want to say.  Anyway, since it’s a very busy weekend for me, those posts will resume on Sunday or Monday.  Hopefully that’s all right with Hasty, since she may not know that herself until she reads this post.  But Hasty is very easygoing, as I’ve already established.  Once all the posts are done, I plan to make a category for her visit, including one post with all the links in order, to simplify the archives.

As for Wall Grimm, he will resume once those posts are finished.  I’m sorry he’s been on hold, but I only have the opportunity to write early in the morning when no one else is awake, then my day begins.  Summer’s a busy time for me, but it’s all fun stuff.

Once again, I’d like to apologize for not keeping up consistently with visiting everyone’s blogs I made a dent the other day, and I’ll try to visit when I can over this weekend, but I plan to catch up over the course of next week.

HERE’S A QUESTION FOR FANS OF GRIMM: would you be interested in devising a reason for Grimm’s lack of journaling for two weeks?  I have my own idea, yet I’d consider other scenarios that would fit into his world, and I’d give you credit for the idea.  You can either comment with your ideas below, or email me at  Just something to think about.

Lastly, I want to welcome my new followers.  I’ve gotten quite a few since the Hasty visit and those posts have been going on, so I can only assume a majority of you are coming from Hasty’s blog.  Thanks for coming by and following.  I don’t know how long you plan to stick around, but in case it lasts beyond the Hasty posts, this blog’s true nature is that of the fictional journal of Wall Grimm.  So feel free to ask any questions about what that is and what goes on here.  You don’t need to read the journal from the beginning either, I’d be glad to fill you in so you can start right from the next post.

And that’s all for now, have a great weekend.




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A Special News Report from WGRM Boston – Hasty is Out of Control

I apologize to all my readers that I haven’t been able to respond to comments or visit your blogs, but Hasty has been a huger responsibility than I could imagine.  We spent the entire day in Boston yesterday, and by entire day I mean just about 11 hours.  It started out fine, but then Hasty went completely nuts and hijacked the Duck Boat while we were in the middle of the Charles River.

hasty hijacks the duck boat

If you look down in the right corner you can see the tour guide’s hand in a gesture as if to calm her down.

Then she and HastyKid, who is too smart to be a real kid, I think she’s some kind of adult freak of nature Betty Button or something, they conspired to blackmail me and expose my identity to the world for a million bagillion dollars, which I don’t have.  I tried to compromise with them, but they went mad and began to bully little children off the carousel in the Common.

hasty and kid carousel

Somehow we made it home safely, still with talks about black mail.  It’s now the early morning hours and they are asleep and she doesn’t know that I’m blogging to implore you people for help.  But first, let me tell you my real identity, before she has a chance to.  My real name is Guido Idiota Fettucine.  My son is Alfredo Fettucine.  My wife is Marie Jean D’Arc Marie Marie Marie Babette Fettucine, maiden name Soufflé.  She’s Canadian.  And she’s not even from the French speaking region, so yeah her name’s a little strange.

Anyway, Hasty doesn’t know I’m posting this.  It was literally an 11 hour day, great day in Boston and we’ll be posting more about it sometime soon.  But the truth about Hasty is that she’s an incredible sweetheart and beautiful person.  And speaking of beauty, she was still looking good after we got caught in a near down pour while we were on the swan boat ride in the Public Garden.  But I’ll be polite about that.  I did offer her my jacket but she didn’t want it.

Then there’s her daughter, who truly does have a very sophisticated wit.  She’s got a great personality and she’s hysterical.  She’s also a great house guest.  HastyKid is very polite and cleans up after herself, puts her dishes in the sink, and she’s just a pleasure to have around the house.  Hasty is a fantastic mother and she has done well with this little girl.  I’m sure HastyHusband had something to do with that too, because HastyKid expresses often that she misses him and every now and then I get the sense that she’s a little homesick, which is expected when a kid is away from a good home.

I guess that’s it for now.  As I said, I’ll be by catching up, and then some, once this adventure comes to an end.  It may take some time, but I won’t let you down.

In the meanwhile, stay tuned….


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