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Wednesday, February 6, 2008

I'll bite...

Here are the rules:
Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
Open the book to page 123.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post the next three sentences.

But strange things are prepared even in the dead of night, and the unsual, which lurks least in the cafe, home of the prosaic and inevitable, was preparing to spoil for him the waning romance of Broadway. The way it took was so inexpressibly terrible, so unbelievable, that afterward henever thought of it as experience, but it was a scene from a misty tradgedy, played far behind the veil, and that it meant something definite he knew.

About one o'clock they moved to Maxim's, and two found them in Deviniere's. Sloane had been drinking consecutively and was in a state of unsteady exhileration, but Amory was quite tiresomely sober; they had run across none of those ancient, corrupt buyers of chapagne who usually assisted their New York parites.

They were just through dacning and were making their way back to their chairs when Amory became aware that someone at a nearby table was looking at him.


Anybody know the book? It's a classic.

Know the weird thing? I was on page 123 when I last left off...

2 comments:

Rick said...

Nope. You're reading on a different side of the library from me. Plus my comic books only go up to 15 or 20 pages!!

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Lynne's Somewhat Invented Life said...

I blogged the same tag yesterday. And one of my Internet friends said he was on page 123 when he quit reading the day before. I wonder how many that happened to?

Loved your horoscope. Very funny.

Good luck with finding your true love. It will happen, I just know it. Especially with the new hair cut. And because you are jogging and will be fit and breathless. Men probably love women who are breathless, don't you think?