Alright, so my favorite Boy over at the blog most likely to has tagged me, and I'm afraid he'll never show me that thing he can do with his tongue again, so I'm going to have to play along.
1. Curse the person who tagged you:
Damn you, Boy! May Gina La Devina NOT give you a big french kiss with lots of tongue and NOT slap you on the ass when you go to Aunt Charlie's Lounge without me in a couple of weeks.
2. Grab the nearest book, open to page 123 and find the fifth sentence. Then post the next three sentences.
"Though he loved her and wanted to marry her, he couldn't accept her facial hair. While Carroll was willing to remove her beard for love, she didn't want to lose her position in the show. Famed sword swallower Alec Linton suggested a solution for the dismayed couple: Carroll could lose the beard and become a tattooed lady."
From the new book I picked up at Powell's Books in Portland, "American Sideshow, An Encyclopedia of History's Most Wondrous and Curiously Strange Performers" by Marc Hartzman.
And you all thought it was going to be some steamy passage from a book of erotica, didn't you? Strangely, I'm almost as obsessed with traveling carnivals as I am with sex. Almost.
3. Tag 5 people:
I tag Keri, Ann J-S, Jane Doe, Mresquan, Erin, Carson Park Ranger and Heraldo.
Yes, I realize this is 7. CPR and Heraldo won't play, but it still makes me all hot and bothered to type their names.
30 comments:
WOW! What a curse. I am so looking forward to a BIG FRENCH and a Naughty Spank.
-boy
I'm incapable of cursing one cut from the same fabric as myself.
~What did she represent to her? The word mother wouldn't do, as I don't really think she understood what it meant. A person who shepards you along the way and helps you out when you're in trouble - what would she call that thing? A queen? A crutch? A teacher? I heard a noise from behind the door, and then the little moth voice. "Bitch," Brandi whispered.
Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim
by David Sedaris
~Bee~Monica~Jen~Sherry~Michael~
Hey I'm honored!! and will tag you any time if you so desire!!
Hey Erin...I almost picked that one up. Did you like it? I loved Me Talk Pretty One Day.
And Mresquan...um...I think you might've missed the point...or the rules...or something. Of course you probably never play by the rules, do you?
You would be far too disappointed if I played by the rules.
1. Curse the person who tagged you:
May you miss every sale at Good Relations for the term of one year and may your batteries fail you at a most inopportune moment. (Sorry! It's your game. Bet you wish you were right about me not playing).
2. Grab the nearest book, open to page 123 and find the fifth sentence. Then post the next three sentences.
"They don't really care if the project goes broke down the line," said Chicago real estate appraiser Richard Knitter." What can a community do with a vacant big box? "It's one of the toughest challenges in real estate," said retail consultant Chris Boring.
-- From Big-Box Swindle by Stacy Mitchell
3. Tag 5 people:
Gulo Gordo, Eric Kirk, Tad, Carol and Greg.
Geez, Heraldo! You sure know how to give a curse....I'm still shaking after reading that.
Thanks for playing. I've got an extra special prize for you.
I'm suspicious of Heraldo. That quote is way too apt. How long do you think s/he searched for that?
Sorry, K. I was only following rules. I don't really mean it. May your batteries give you an encore.
Kym -- You're right. The first few books I reached for weren't worth the time to transcribe.
Oooo Heraldo can CURSE!!!! You should be shaking after that one.
I checked my flashlight. The batteries are fine. Since I have apparently been tagged, I better read the rules again.
Heraldo, may you spend your Old Age in a Republican rest home.
"If he wanted a seat in the US Senate, however, he would need the support of Ohio Democrats, a task that would not be made easier by assaulting a Democratic president.
Of the four future presidential rivals, only Edward Bate matched the vehemence of Lincoln's opposition. He charged Polk with 'gross & palpable lying', arguing that the true object of the war was 'plunder and conquest'."
Did I win anything? I should if I can finish that book!
Ernie
Bob Huck
Ekovox
Squirrel
Shane
My curse for you is that you will be a slut until your dying day.
In the dream the tongue depressor was made not of aluminum but of a delicious metal that she had tasted with pleasure in other dreams, so that she broke it in two unequal pieces and gave him the smaller one.
When she awoke she opened the letter. It was brief and proper, and all that Juvenal Urbino asked was permission to request her father's permission to visit her.
From Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
I tag Jennifer Savage, Rose, Theotherme, Tad, and Average Guy. Don't know if they all read this blog or no.
Rocket J. Ardilla said...
Greg, may you be forced put a hat on, so you can't blind me with your shiny forehead.
"On the other hand, it to illuminate the fantastic tale of a major public corporation that hid assets and losses in hundred million dollar shell companies named after Chewbacca from Star Wars, did side deals with phantom companies registered in the name of an officers gay lover and did billion dollar bets on the Brazilian energy market without remembering to figure the exchange rate in it's calculations.
Describing the corruption of Enron is like describing distances in the universe: impossible to express in rational numbers. Hence the barrels and trucks and cookie jars.
All of this set the stage for the Houston trial: two judicial contestants, both speaking in riddles, taking turns trying to explain one of the biggest piles of
bullshit in hman history."
I'm not sure if I'm supposed to curse at you or put a voodoo curse on you so I'll do both (just to cover my bases).
You PRUDE! You..you PURITAN! You ICE QUEEN! You'll need a surgeon to remove the giant stick up your @$#%#&! See a psych for all the weird sexual hang-ups you have. Hee, hee..that was kinda fun.
May you be sentenced to a convent called "The Sisters of Perpetual Sexual Repression".
"To put it differently, very often a risk is worth taking simply for the sake of taking it. There is something enlivening about expanding our self-definition, and a risk does exactly that. Selecting a challenge and meeting it creates a sense of self-empowerment that becomes the ground for further sucessful challenges."
"The Artists Way"
I tag everyone else who hasn't been tageed yet (Australian Romeo, sweet anon etc, etc.)
Hey, I'm not smart enough to be "Tagged". Now I have to got figure this out!
I guess that I curse Greg because he nominated me right?
“Supposedly, saying the name "Macbeth" inside a theater will bring bad luck to the play and anyone acting in it. The only exception is when the word is spoken as a line in the play. In order to reverse the bad luck, the person who uttered the word must exit the theater, spin around three times saying a profanity, and then ask for permission to return inside.”
I hope Greg accidentally says “Macbeth”. on his blogsite.
The foxfire book, page 123, 6-8th sentence.
“How could such a tiny, delicate woman, eighty-five years old maintain her own garden, do all her cooking and cleaning, make quilts every winter for her family and friends, and still manage to survive without luxuries? I didn’t wonder long. During the day, as Aunt Arie patiently taught us how to make white oak split baskets, I realized why Mike and Paul spoke of her with such affection.”
Although I found this to be fun, I don’t feel comfortable including any of my fellow bloggers without their permission, so if there are five people out there that want to play, just call your selves “Doe one thru five” and dive in.
I can't believe that I signed this!
The books people are reading or have handy is interesting and their curses revealing.
You probably don't forward those horrible chain e-mails either, Ernie. Good man!
Interestingly, this is the first that I've ever responded to. I wonder what that says? The two closest books to me were "Shakespere and "Foxfire". And, after I read the sentences about "Aunt Arie", I couldn't resist responding.
Oh, Ernie, you just can't resist the temptation of anything that happens at Chocolate Covered Xanax. Don't worry; I won't tell.
Kritabel, It's the wit, the drama, the unabashed and unashamed writing that I seek. But, I must admit, some of the Saturday night stuff scares me! Maybe if I had it to do all over again… Youth has always been wasted on the young.
Just keep being yourself. That’s an admirable quality.
And now Sweet Anonymous, you've given yourself away! See...you do want to let loose. Just let it happen.
Only teasing, of course. You just keep being your own fantastic self as well, and I'll try not to scare you too much.
Heraldo, may you spend your Old Age in a Republican rest home.
Zow! That's mean!
hey, at least it will mean you have plenty of money.
Dammit, I'm getting tagged by various people...do I tag them here or at my site or on the three that have tagged me....
I curse all of you!
Wow, I am late for the party. I'll just help myself to the lemoncello. 'hic
'hic, limoncello ... pardon me,please
may u all be cursed to live unforfilling lives, and be unworthy of a trusting soul 2 count on and forfill ur needs.
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The paramedics standing by it grinned in nervous relief when they saw that the physician was not leaving.
i tagg everyone =)
did you know that lemoncello is not the answer?
Wow, I am only nearly a month late. You can chalk that up to the fact that I have been working like 60+ hours per week at all my various jobs and frequently find myself bleary-eyed at 11:30 at night wondering what day of the week it is. At this point it is amazing that I even caught it.
My Curse: For you Miss Kristabel to walk a mile in my over-worked world where intense children, sports, marketing plans and frequent business crises take you away from the unrepentant Internet ambling ways that currently lead you from one day to the next.
My book:
"What I remember next is the blinding light of early morning as I climbed out of the fuel tank. I remember turning my face up to the sky, squinting, breathing like the world was running out of air. I lay on the side of the dirt road next to a rocky trench. looked up to the gray morning sky, thankful for air, thankful for light, thankful to be alive."
The Kite Runner, Khaled Hosseini. If you recall my last post about this book, yes I got it for Christmas, no I haven't had a chance to read it yet ... See curse above for more details.
In truth the nearest book was Dr. Seuss' The Lorax, but it didn't have 123 pages. ; 0)
Ann
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