Next weekend, I'll be launching myself into the wilds of Victoria and heading off to the goldfields town of Clunes for this book fair-thing*.
Personally, being caught between gigantic tottering piles of mouldering tomes, fusty old antiquarian book sellers, and the occasional wild beast**, I doubt I'll survive. But we'll see how it goes.
* Book fair-thing = Book fair.
** Wild beast = If the gorillas don't get me, the rednecks will.
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19 comments:
Fair books? Sounds smashing.
Do you Lust after Must?
I'll let you know once I've worked that comment out.
[I'm going to feel very silly, aren't I?]
No, but evidently, since I'm planning to go to this event in advance, Musty, Fusty and Mouldy old Tomes must have a certain effect on my libido.
[Yup, there's that silly feeling.]
Must, fust, and mould [and cats] make me sneeze and thus ruin my lust!
Ugh, I think I took lame pills instead of painkillers.
I went for the delete option with the above post. If my craziness looks different in the light of day I might consider reposting it.
lol, I'm totally cursed. All week other people have been deleting posts after I've commented.
I really don't see how requesting bodily fluids from Paul McDermott could be considered crazy. Oh, wait...
Not at all. In fact, it's an act of the utmost sanity. In the first place, his DNA could be isolated in laboratory conditions, and in the second place, said sweat and drool could be floated on the stock market and become a going concern.
And why might one want his DNA?
Word verification: sheug - just how I feel today.
In order to clone a race of Super Pauls for the defence of the country, obviously.
Small, hairy men to defend the nation? I didn't realise that we were in such danger of being attacked that we needed garden gnomes for defence.
Um, of course!
National Defence is preparing for the unexpected. And since attack by an army of mutant dwarfs is VERY unexpected, it naturally follows that we should be very prepared for it.
Do you ever wonder if all this glibness will get you into trouble some day?
Probably best if you ignore that. I'm in an increasingly bad mood and am venting on humorous bloggers.
I wouldn't be too surprised if it did, but that's how I write; there's no getting around it. And I can't stand the way people can be serious about the craziest things.
People are serious about things? That could explain a lot.
Looks like a great event Timmy, I'm jealous. Hope you have a fab time.
Sorry - that was me, posted comment on the wrong thread. Don't want to be incongruous, it would make your blog messy.
FYI.
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