Showing posts with label Tagged. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tagged. Show all posts

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Book-Tagged

Hope book-tagged me which, surprisingly enough presented me with some unexpected problems. The idea is to take the nearest book, turn to page 123, go to the fifth line down and write out the next three sentences.

My computer is next to a bookshelf with five shelves so which is the nearest? The first one I took - This Thing of Darkness by Harry Thompson had a blank page with only the words "Part Two" written on it. The next one - Falling Angels by Tracy Chevalier had "April 1906" written on it. I was beginning to suspect a conspiracy. Do pages 123 always have nothing but section separators on them?

I continued my search. Next, I tried "Talk to the Snail" by Stephen Clarke and I struck lucky. Page 123 was full of words. Down to the fifth line and I encountered:
"And not just a token sum but their hourly salary, paid for all the time between jobs. So a film director who makes one feature film a year can get paid full-time at the hourly rate he charged while was making the film. The same goes for everyone else involved, from the actors to the guys who screw together the camera tripods."
So now you know...

Of course, had I chosen a book on classical Arabic poetry written in Arabic, just down the shelf, you wouldn‘t have been any the wiser as to what was written, and neither would I...

So count yourselves lucky!

Monday, November 27, 2006

10 things I'd never do

I've been tagged by Angela to tell you about 10 things I'd never do. I suppose this is in reference to the Telegraph articles on the club which suddenly sprang to life on things you've never done.

This is a bit different though, as it's on things I'd never do. I suppose the two overlap somewhat, anyway here goes:
  1. I'd never again watch horror movies. They give me nightmares.
  2. I'd never watch crap like 'Big Brother', 'I'm a celebrity...'
  3. I'd never cheek a police officer. Way to risky!
  4. I'd never knowingly eat horsemeat. No way. Ever.
  5. I'd never take part in swinging parties.
  6. I'd never let my children face danger alone. Grrrrrr. Just try me...
  7. I'd never take up jogging although I do like cycling.
  8. I'd never betray my friends.
  9. I'd never give up G&T.
  10. I'd never like to do heavy duty DIY ever again, due to overkill.
So now I'll have to tag others.
Sam in Brittany
Mr Filthy France
Laban of UKCommentators
Treespotter

Update the next day.
I keep thinking of things now:
  1. I'd never have a boob job.
  2. I'd never let myself get obese.
  3. I'd never try taking drugs such as heroin, cocaine, etc.
  4. I'd never send my boys away to school. I'd miss them too much.
  5. I'd never rob a bank even though they are some of the biggest robbers out there.
  6. I'd never drop my aitches.
  7. I'd never let the boys smoke at home (if they ever started).
  8. I'd never take up paragliding, parachuting, micro-lighting or any other precarious activity that takes place a long way up.
  9. I'd never carry a gun.
  10. I'd never buy a season ticket to watch a football team. Rugby maybe, concerts more likely.