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Read-A-Thon: Post the Fifth, It Gives You Wings

It’s that time.  I’m beginning to wonder if I’ll make it.  So, I decided to go down to the basement and get some Redbull.  Until now I’ve been drinking tea (which is doubly good because of my sore throat), but I think it’s time to bring out the big guns.  

As I headed down to the basement, I thought, I know, I’ll get TWO cans to bring up so I don’t have to go back down later if I need another.  How smart am I! I thought to myself.

But then a TERRIBLE thing happened.  I reached into the flat of RedBull (a flat as it was bought some time ago from Costco) on the bottom shelf and felt…nothing.  I looked.  It was empty.  Several thoughts went through my mind, but I don’t know which came when because my sluggish brain could fully process nary a one.  It went something like:

howcanwebeoutofrebullwhydidjasontakethelastoneandleavetheemptycardboardplasticthi
ngiguessicoulddrinkgatoradeandteaisbetterformeistherereallynoneleftwhatsthisthatisac
anofshavingcreamdownheremustbefromunpackingasuitcaselookharderanothercylindri
callookingthingyisitohthankgodatleastthereisoneleftiwillalsotakethisemptycardboardand
plasticthingyupstairssinceitisemptymythroathurts

Like I said, I may not have had those thoughts in that order.  Or formulated each on fully.  Certainly I didn’t actually think the word cylindrical but recognized the shape without assigning it a word.

The important part is that I found one last RedBull.  I am going to open it now:

ah.

Tastes better with vodka.  But I’m loopy enough as it is right now.

And with loopiness in mind, I will do a meme.  Shel has given us this challenge:

Your mission, which you MUST accept, is to turn to page 23 of the book you’re currently reading (or the nearest page with text on it) and find the most entertaining phrase to complete the following sentence:


“I would rather read than _____________ any night!”

:Well, I’m reading more than one book right now. But I like this meme, so I’ll do ‘em all.

From People of the Book by Geraldine Brooks: “scribble away with flamboyant ostrich feathers.” Truly, I prefer computers.

From Turn of the Screw by Henry James: “Go to Church”. Church is for Sundays.

From Alex and Me: “see tears at every table”. I don’t want to make anyone cry.

The Koran is way Over There, but I can tell you the first few dozen pages were introduction, so page 23 is probably about translating the 7th century Arabic into English, and, considering I don’t know any Arabic, and my brain is partially mush right now, I can’t think of anything worse. Unless it were to be scribbling away a translation of Old Arabic to English with flamboyant ostrich feathers at church and when I look up everyone is crying. Wow. If I ever get some sleep, I hope I don’t have nightmares.

Anyways, those are the books I have not completed but have at least started.