Monday, April 21, 2008

Adventure! Danger! Snow.

The fun, adventurous part of living in Montana?

You'd think it would be some sort of outdoor sport, wouldn't you? Skiing, or mountain biking. Nope. It's the weather.

Last weekend, 70 degrees and balmy. This weekend, 7 inches of snow, record-low temperatures (7 degrees!), and ice. We're thrust back into ice-on-the-car, snow boots, and sliding around corners. I like snow and all, and it's very pretty out, in a Christmas card sort of way. But you know? I'm kinda ready for consistent Spring, and no more piles of white stuff.

This is just a warning to those of you who really want to tell me how beautiful it is in your part of the world right now, with all those flowers and blooming trees and grass. Yeah. Don't do that.

Now, I've been tagged by Heather. As with all tags, I reserve the right to change it completely. So here are the rules I'm following:

The rules:

1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.

The nearest book, I'm happy to say, is Lee Child's KILLING FLOOR. I just started it, but I'm in love with it so far. The voice is amazing.

Page 123, fifth sentence etc.:

It was clear Charlie didn't know anything. She thought her husband had been arrested because of some kind of mistake. Not because he was grabbed up in some kind of trouble which had just got two people murdered.

Whew, not a spoiler.

Now the rest of the rules were about tagging five other people, but I don't like to do that. So if you're reading this and you have a blog, consider yourself invited to play. If you want. :)

5 comments:

  1. May I play here?

    Let's see -- closest book is Jim Butcher's SMALL FAVOR. I haven't read to page 123 yet, so I hope this isn't a spoiler:

    >>"The accords don't mean anything if they aren't enforced and supported," I said. "In the long run, it's in our own best interests to make sure they're supported now, before a precedent is set and--"

    "Don't bullsh!t me," the captain of the Wardens snarled, a hint of an Italian accent creeping into her speech.<<

    (Of course, Butcher didn't use the upside-down exclamation point. ;-)

    Linder

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  2. Of course you may play!

    But...didn't you have a blog somewhere? {g}

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  3. Okay, okay. I admit it. I do have a blog (or three) out there in cyberspace. It's just that it's been so long since I've done anything to them that I'm afraid to go look. There's probably dust and cobwebs all over ... and maybe even _spiders_. You _know_ what kind of trouble spiders can get you into. {g}

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  4. I'm totally playing.

    --Rose, off to blog

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