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To quote from their lead-in thing this evening:
Today has been a slow news day in the life of me, with a prominent feature being that I've finished Anansi Boys and very much liked it. This brings to light an important observation on the way I read books.
Yesterday, I was reading it while I was out; I came home, about a sixth of the way through the book, for about an hours' reading.
Today, I woke up, swept and washed the floors, vacuumed, washed myself, and read for a further hour - at which point, I decided it should be lunchtime. The book was half-finished - ie, one hour now means one-third of the book.
Post-lunch, I finished the other half over - yes, an hour. And the deleted scene, and the little interview with Neil, and a bit of a glance at the notebook thing.
Does this happen to anyone else?
Lastly, there's been a large blue torch (USian: flashlight) sitting on my bookshelf since the night where I had to put a spider out on the very most distant part of a broom imaginable. It occured to me today that this particular torch has a base which can be used to make it point upwards at angles up to 70° from the horizontal.
Be honest. In this situation, would anyone else suddenly feel like painting the batsignal on it?
...and Heath Ledger gets sprayed with water by photographers on the red carpet at the Sydney premiere of [the] gay cowboy movie.This? Very much not made up. Yay for Seven news. It's not journalism, but sometimes it is entertainment.
Today has been a slow news day in the life of me, with a prominent feature being that I've finished Anansi Boys and very much liked it. This brings to light an important observation on the way I read books.
Yesterday, I was reading it while I was out; I came home, about a sixth of the way through the book, for about an hours' reading.
Today, I woke up, swept and washed the floors, vacuumed, washed myself, and read for a further hour - at which point, I decided it should be lunchtime. The book was half-finished - ie, one hour now means one-third of the book.
Post-lunch, I finished the other half over - yes, an hour. And the deleted scene, and the little interview with Neil, and a bit of a glance at the notebook thing.
Does this happen to anyone else?
Lastly, there's been a large blue torch (USian: flashlight) sitting on my bookshelf since the night where I had to put a spider out on the very most distant part of a broom imaginable. It occured to me today that this particular torch has a base which can be used to make it point upwards at angles up to 70° from the horizontal.
Be honest. In this situation, would anyone else suddenly feel like painting the batsignal on it?
