"Real meaning of life...stuff" - Daniel Jackson
Friday, December 10, 2004

I got this from Cub.  This is what I get for reading other people's blogs.  Silly things.  Silly things that are not of my origination.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

 

There are three books equally near me.  One on top of the other.  I will begin with the top one:

“Pooh, did you see me swimming?”

There you are, From Chapter Eight of The Complete Winnie The Pooh, In which Christopher Robin leads an Expotition to the North Pole.

 

The second book on the pile, is this:

“Is the perpetrator in custody?”  From The Complete Idiot's Guide to Criminal Investigation.  No, it's not what you think...I'm writing a novel with a murder in it and I need resear...oh...that's what you thought?  Really?  OK...well...that's what it was too...aren't you clever...uh...moving right along.

 

“Them with fire and hostile arms Fearless assault; and, to the brow of Heaven Pursueing, drive them out from God and bliss into their place of punishment, the gulf Of Tatarus, which ready opens wide His firey chaos to recieve their fall.”

The Poetical Works of John Milton: Paradise lost.

At this, I have to ask...what is it about epic battles and portals and falls of disgrace into gaping chasms?  Couldn't ancient people think of any representation of sin and disgrace that wasn't a gaping chasm?  No wonder feminists are still so angry.  We have centuries of bad imagry to overcome.

 

So anyway...so someone else's turn now.  I've got stuff to do.

Friday, December 10, 2004 10:00:24 PM (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00) | Comments [2] | #
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