Thursday, February 28, 2008

The Book Lovers 

I've been blogslapped by diminutive wannabe French chick Petite Anglaise.
I've always considered the solipsistic business of memes and blahblahs to reek of bullying - “You will join in the fun, motherfucker” - and now I'm experiencing it at first hand.
She's since written to apologise and say I don't have to if I don't want to. Yeah right, I know a threat when I see one. Reading between the lines, the message is loud and clear: until I get this post out of the way, I am her bitch.

So, with cheerful voice - I've been tasked with finding the nearest book and typing out sentences six, seven and eight from page 123.

This is what we have been reduced to. Hugh blows the yucca pollen off his blackened shrimp while I push back the sleeves of my borrowed sport coat and search the meat tower for my promised potatoes.
“There they are, right there.”

It's from Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris, which I like a lot. It's one of those books where someone always mentions in the reviews “I laughed so much they made me get off the bus,” or something. I recommend it highly.

Now the bit where I attempt blogslapping three others:
Philosophical brainbox Geoff at 40three.
Wildean wit and occasional grump of this parish, Backroads
New favourite blogger, lovely Georgina at Wondering Heights.

Ip, dip, you're it. But obviously, you don't have to if you don't want to.

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