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From quadranip and aglarana
Aug. 12th, 2006 05:07 pmI have been busy showing my parents around Wellington and taking a short break before joining them for a dinner at their bandb and planning of our road trip of the North Island. So here's the meme since it just seems fun and random. Oh and I'm a little sore since we walked up Mount Victoria today but the weather was lovely.
Instructions:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 67.
3. Find the ninth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
The restuarant was full of orcs, all plainly on their best behaviour, for the noise was merely deafening and it was possible to dodge between the bits of food being thrown around.
Brushing his way past an ineffectually gesturing waiter who he guessed was of the shashlik tribe, Heighway strode to the back of the restaurant where the maitre d'hotel, a much larger uttuk, was snarlingly surveying his domain and occasionally reaching out to give one of the scurrying waiters a ringing clout around the back of head.
Wordlessly, Heighway held up his police ID card, and the maitre d' surveyed it impassively.
"Pale Assasin" by James Bibby in Comic Fantasy
Instructions:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 67.
3. Find the ninth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
The restuarant was full of orcs, all plainly on their best behaviour, for the noise was merely deafening and it was possible to dodge between the bits of food being thrown around.
Brushing his way past an ineffectually gesturing waiter who he guessed was of the shashlik tribe, Heighway strode to the back of the restaurant where the maitre d'hotel, a much larger uttuk, was snarlingly surveying his domain and occasionally reaching out to give one of the scurrying waiters a ringing clout around the back of head.
Wordlessly, Heighway held up his police ID card, and the maitre d' surveyed it impassively.
"Pale Assasin" by James Bibby in Comic Fantasy
