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| When we last saw our hero, he was on twitter, and this is what he had to say: Tune in next time for the latest insanity! Automatically shipped by LoudTwitter | |
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| The downtown streets of the small town outside of which I grew up and where my parents still live have been recently repaved (much needed, according to my parents; there were potholes you could swim in, my daughter said) with stimulus monies. A local small phone company/internet provider for a relatively isolated rural/small town area north of here is applying for stimulus money to improve his internet access from dialup to high speed so that rural residents can have better internet connectivity. We hear about bailouts for the banks, and not so much (it seems to me) about these smaller local and regional projects.
Meanwhile, a 4 month old kitten was dumped roadside by my parents' house and has been allowed to take up residency in their garage: I am not a cat person, but this kitten is full of charm, very affectionate, and very attached to people. Oh, there he is, mewing outside. Alas, he is not allowed in the house. I think we all hope we can find a loving home for him as he is an absolute sweetheart. He needs a name, as the one my dad came up with is Not Acceptable. He's a tabby (I think), and very handsome. | |
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| I need some good Paranormal Romance Book suggestions. Here is a link to my blog with what I have read so far, I'm running low on good books. http://www.heathersbookblog.com/ | |
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| I read this sometime before high school, before 1998.
All I remember is that there is a group of kids in town, including a first-person male narrator I think, and each of them has a special thing-- not superpowers, just a thing that sets them apart. Then this kid's family moves in. He introduces himself to the entire group. He wears a green sock on one foot because he's that-footed and that makes him run faster; he can run faster than the fastest kid in the group. He has more freckles than the kid with the most freckles, and there's a moment when everyone pauses and the narrator can tell they're doing math in their heads. He has more pets than the kid with most pets, including at least one goat. His family has more kids than the kid with the most siblings, including twin boys, Sam and Uel, who they didn't know were going to be twins so they just split the name. He might be able to blow a bigger bubble than someone; basically, he's better at everything they'd valued about themselves, and suddenly things suck.
There is more to the book, but I don't remember anything else. | |
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| Kitty duty today! And my erstwhile partner decided to show up this time. She apologized for not being there last time and said now she's got it on her alarm or whatever to notify her the next time she needs to be there. UHHH as if it's really hard to figure out when it's supposed to be? It's every other Saturday so it's not that difficult to figure out which week you go. Did you go last week? No? Then you go this week. Stayed after again for a little bit to snuggle with one of the kitties they keep off by herself, poor thing's all lonely in the office. One of the cats adopted out was brought back due to continual peeing on the new home's carpets.
Gamefly apparently got my game back quicker this week and made up for the speediness by sending me a notice they have to ship my next game, Trivial Pursuit, from PITTSBURGH. Because certainly don't want me thinking them to be speedy or some such. Honestly, it was just a filler game and I didn't want it so badly they had to send it from Pittsburgh, for crying out loud.
Brother in law was reading about new homeowners tax credit, even for people who've had their homes longer than five years, and also thought he read something about a credit to help small business owners, where the government will match a year's profit? Anyone heard of such a thing? Thinks he read it in the Oregonian but might have been Columbian, so might have to hit the library to check out the papers, as their websites don't provide any story like that. Don't have a huge amount of profit, $20K, according to sister, but $20K would be useful to have, for sure!
While checking out bluray players on Sears' website--especially the Samsungs that stream Netflix--I applied for a charge card on a whim and, unless someone in the home office wakes up and goes NO WAYYY, I will be receiving a Sears charge card with a credit limit of $900 in two weeks. WOO HOO! I lied on the income portion of it but who doesn't fluff up their income numbers when it comes to charge cards? Not gonna go whole hog on it, I will use it to buy the bluray player for sister's Xmas present, the present for the whole dang family, and pay it off, like I would if I was doing layaway on it. It would be a good card to keep due to the automotive department, handy for any kind of repair thing needing to be done, though KNOCK ON WOOD that it wouldn't be needed. Their plus size department is even smaller than JCPenney's and as expensive, but they got a better kitchenware department and unlike JCPenney, the kitchen electronics selection is not skewed to their own store brand.
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| There are these really specific memories I have that have no basis for being remembered. Nothing notable really happens in them, and their triggers are very specific things.
When I'm riding in a car, and it comes to an intersection either coming off or going onto a highway offramp right before an overpass, I'm transported back to my six-year-old self sitting in the back seat of my dad's Lincoln Continental with a bag of stale cheese puffs from my uncle's house. There's no reason for me to remember this. It wasn't the first time I'd had cheese puffs. At least, I'm pretty sure it wasn't, because that's a very strange First to remember.
I never remember this unless I'm riding in a car and encounter that exact kind of highway intersection. I don't remember it when I'm eating cheese puffs. I don't remember it when I'm at my uncle's house. I don't remember it when I drive under overpasses. I remember when I'm riding in a car, and the car turns to either go under an overpass or to go away from it and onto the highway.
No other such pointless specific memories come to mind; I only remember this one because I was with my BFF cop friend from high school last night in Medford, and when she drove me home, we turned past THAT intersection, and I mentioned it to her. She thought it was weird, too, but it was late, so she probably thought nothing of it afterwards.
I get strange when I get tired.
ALSO:
NOW ALL WE NEED IS FOR THE SENATE TO STRIP THE "NO FUNDS FOR ABORTION" ADDENDUM WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SHIT YOU MOTHERFUCKERS IT'S A LEGITIMATE MEDICAL PROCEDURE THAT SAVES LIVES. | |
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| Time to dig out a song to amuse a recent birthday celebrant, my friend Anna Rose Johnson ( ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) rafaela): “The Lord of Time” (Sung to the tune of Billy Joel’s “The Longest Time.” Lyrics by Peter David. Used with permission. Originally published Feb. 26th, 1993. Lots of “oowas“ and such should be tossed in to make it really effective.) Whoah-oh-oh-oh
For a Lord of Time!
Oh-oh-oh
For a Lord of Time!
When I next return from time and space,
I might have a somewhat different face.
Don’t start debating;
I’ve been off regenerating
That only happens for a Lord of Time.
When fighht my enemies again,
Master, Dalek, or the Cybermen,
It won’t surprise me,
When thery do not recognize me
That is a hazard for a Lord of Time.
Whoah-oh-oh-oh
For a Lord of Time!
Oh-oh-oh
For a Lord of Time!
Be it body five, four, three, or two,
Inside I’m still Doctor you-know-who
When change is urgin’,
I don’t call some plastic surgeon.
No one does a face job like a Lord of Time.
When I opt to trade in some parts,
I say to myself,
“Hold on to your hearts.”
Each time I seem younger than before.
If this keeps up much more
I’ll wind up wearing Pampers.
I don’t know where akll the time has gone.
Seems like yesterday the show came on.
I keep on traveli’,
Although my scarf’s unravelin’.
I just get off on being Lord of Time.
Year in, year out, year without end,
I’ve traveled alone
Sometimes with a friend,
Stewardess, savage, robots and boys,
And now they’re action toys
You can find in your K-Mart.
Don’t know how much longer I will last
Maybe someday my time will have passed.
Until that day comes
I’ll keep on dodging ray guns
And go on living as a Lord of Time. | |
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| I'm trying to remember a trilogy of books I read when I was 12-ish. I think they were written in the 1970s or '80s.
The main character was a thief who got caught breaking into a house. I want to say that the house belonged to a man who was a sage or a wizard or something. Instead of turning him in, the man makes the boy his apprentice.
I don't remember much else about the story other than that there was a girl who I think was part of a troupe of actors who died who joins them later, and they find a computer from our time, which is when you discover that the story's actually set in the future. The computer teaches them to speak our language by showing pictures of clouds and stuff and then playing audio of each word.
I'm a little shaky on the girl, though. I'm positive that a girl ends up becoming a major character in the story, but the acting troupe thing might be from another book and I'm just confusing them. | |
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| Patty likes brussels sprouts and buys them full on the stalk. Today she says that parents repeatedly pointed out this stalk to their children as she walked around town. So this is a little photo essay of life in our kitchen, because in this condition, they don't really fit in our fridge. Step 1.  Pose. ( see the steps! ) | |
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| I have been thinking a lot about a book I read [maybe in elementary?] that I only remember very, very vaguely.
The main is a boy and the book is narrated by him. He has a little sister and she always leaves the gate open. I believe his mother is sick. I also recall he always leaves his shoes untied. He never ties his shoes. At the end of the book he's walking down the railroad tracks [his mother died maybe?] and he suddenly decided to bend down and tie his shoes. As he's doing this, he is hit by a train.
I'm sorry there is so little info on my part. I barely remember this story and kept thinking it was called "The Gate", but my searches found ... David Bowie, I believe. My husband seemed to think it was by Stephen King in his pen name Richard Bachman, but my search of that got me nowhere. I've been trying to find this book for several years, but it seems to be totally lost on me on what it's called or who wrote it.
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| I'm trying to find a book I read in the fourth grade. It was a fantasy book, paperback, I think the cover had a girl and an archway. The story was about a girl, I believe she may have been riding on a school bus, she was drawn into another world. I believe there may have been a goblin and/or a prince, something purple and sticky, a climbing of a tower, a wizard (possibly evil). I think she was one in a line of girls brought from our world to the magic world, but the others before her had been killed/sacrificed. I know its not much to go on. It could have been published no later than May of 1995, though I think it was probably a few years old already by that point. | |
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| Alright. I've been trying to think of this book for years. I think it must have been a YA book, and I read it somewhere between the late 80s and mid-90s, but at the time I read it it already looked old. (It was a used book that someone had donated to the library).
I remember a silver orb being central to the plot, to the extent that I thought 'orb' was a word in the title, but that hasn't helped me find it so far. The main character is a kid that's stuck in some sort of natural disaster (I want to think water is involved) and is miraculously saved (with many other people?) by aliens(?).
At some point he has to learn the language of some people that don't speak his language.
Later, his mind is transferred into the body of some sort of other alien for at least a period of time. The alien species is smart, and he describes trying to use its brain as running from room to room in a huge building looking for the sort of information he wants.
Does any of this sound familiar to anyone? I can't even guarantee that it's all the same book! | |
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| I read a compilation of short stories when I was little, maybe mid to late eighties. One of the stories in the book is about a boy who finds a unicorn horn in his house somewhere and throughout the course of the story, he either accidentally or purposefully stabs himself (in the chest, I think) with the horn and it transforms him into a unicorn.
I vaguely recall that the boy has a very abusive father, but that may be incorrect.
There are so many 'masters of' and 'best of' fantasy compilations that I have no idea where to begin! | |
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| I've got two I've been hunting for, and a reader suggested this community. Here goes!
#1) My memory is that the book had a red dragon on the cover, a heraldic style one, and I think the dragon may have been Welsh, but I could be wrong. It was about a little dragon who lived with a family, and ate coal. But winter comes along, and coal gets very expensive, and they don't have enough for the dragon, so it gets very weak, and the kids are very worried.
Here's where it starts to sound like I'm on a crack, because I swear, in my memory, the kids hear about a miracle fuel that's being used by the government, and somehow--I think trains may get involved--they wind up smuggling the dragon into some kind of government facility (possibly a train) and feeding him silver bars. I seem to recall the implication being that they're uranium. There's a happy ending, I think the dragon gets a job running a boiler or the stoking the steam train or some kind of government job, but I have a really clear memory that at one point, the dragon gets fed bars of uranium, which is the sort of freaky logical thinking that makes a real impression when you're a kid.
I would have read this in the early eighties, and I'm not sure how old it may have actually been, but I would like to find it again just to prove to myself that I'm not crazy about the uranium bit. (It's not a Pern book, and it does not appear in E. Nesbit's "Book of Dragons." I can't completely rule out the possibility it may have been a short story in a kid's magazine, though.)
Someone on the LJ find_a_book community said they remembered having read it, but couldn't remember the title either, so possibly I did not hallucinate its existence.
#2) There's a girl who winds up alone in a cabin in the woods. (It might be a somewhat enchanted woods, or it might not. I don't recall a lot of magic, but I also don't recall its lack.) I want to say that she's following in the footsteps of her father or grandfather, who may or may not be dead, who may have prepared the cabin for her, and possibly she's reading his diary, but I'm not entirely clear on that bit. What I recall most clearly is that she's living alone in this cabin, doing all the things she needs to, and she doesn't really want to be found by the outside world. ( I get the feeling it was a little over my reading level, on the whole motivation for being there front, so that bit's not set in stone.)
There is a family of mountain goats that she watches. I'm very clear on the existence of mountain goats, because the baby is called "Billy the Kid" which I thought was the most clever pun I'd ever read at the time. All the other details may be wonky, but the mountain goats are solid. If it doesn't have mountain goats, it's not the book I'm after.
This would also have been the early-to-mid-eighties. It most definitely is not The Secret Garden. (I ordered Mandy on the off-chance...) In feel, it almost reminds me of Valley of Horses, completely the wrong setting and era, but same girl alone watching animals kinda vibe, only without all the Cro-Magnon sex at the end.
If anybody successfully names either one of these, I will be terribly terribly grateful. | |
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| A friend of mine was talking about this book today, and I thought I'd ask you guys before she went absolutely crazy trying to figure out what is was. Here is her description:
It's a three part series, in diary format. In the first book, the heroine is trapped in a garden or something, but she escapes and goes on adventures. By the end of the book, she has ended up in some weird city where everything is controlled by the rolling of dice.
In the second book, she might get captured? She winds up in a castle that has moving rooms inside, and she has a diamond ring that controls things for part or all of the book. She eventually escapes the castle, goes hiking through jungle, and finds her mother's(?) flying ship, which is piloted by a robotic snake with prehensile hair.
The third book is mostly the adventures of the girl and the snake in the spaceship.
There's also a guy that she meets, perhaps in the castle.
Has anyone heard of this series? It sounds weirdly trippy, and I want to know what it is now - it sounds fascinating!
EDIT: Evidently, they're the Claidi Journals, by Tanith Lee. Thanks guys! | |
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| I'm always looking for this book since I have really fond memories of it, but I can't remember the title or any of the authors. I'm beginning to think that the only way I'm ever going to track it down is by finding someone else who read it and has a better memory than I XD
What I do remember is that it had nothing to do with the Vampire Diaries, but had the same sort of tacky cover, and I remember the premise of a few of the stories.
Stories I remember:
* Vampires on a train
* A girl (who died her hair all the time) who has a vampire history teacher
* A group of vampire hunting neighborhood kids
* A blatant ripoff of The Most Dangerous Game, with vampires of course
It isn't Vampires: A collection of Original Stories, or "American Vampire" anything.
If anyone can help, it would mean the world to me. - Mood:hopeful
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