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If it's something for the WOLP release, it may not exist yet, since the book isn't coming out for another 3 months.
I take it you've already finished the other two books and are now reading the proof, or are you cheating again?
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"I've often said that the difference between British and American SF TV series is that the British ones have three-dimensional characters and cardboard spaceships, while the Americans do it the other way around."
--Ross Smith
Well, it does say that if you want to know the password you should read the book, so maybe it's hidden somewhere inside it?
Not that any of US need any added incentive to read the book......
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"I've often said that the difference between British and American SF TV series is that the British ones have three-dimensional characters and cardboard spaceships, while the Americans do it the other way around."
--Ross Smith
yeah, i'll keep you all posted if i find anything in the book... i think i know what i'll be doing this evening...
not sure i can finish it tonight though, i do need to do some washing and WOLP seems bigger than the other 2...
Well, I'm off momentarily to drive down to Dayton to see Jasper. Wish me a safe drive free of too many irritating construction delays. I'm going to find the bookstore, meet a friend from Columbus there, and we'll grab some dinner before staking out the bookstore for a seat for the reading.
I'll be sure to say "Hi" to Jasper from y'all.
-Magda-
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"I've often said that the difference between British and American SF TV series is that the British ones have three-dimensional characters and cardboard spaceships, while the Americans do it the other way around."
--Ross Smith
In an attempt to reduce my nagging need for WOLP, I bought Big Night Out. And very good Mr Ff's thingummy is too, making me laugh out loud in Birmingham (just before I was run over by a crane - I kid you not). Some other good stories in there, not least the one by Barbara (sp?) Else (IIRC) about a woman in an Old Folks Home, that did everything a short story should.
PSD
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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.
For once, I might agree with the French. Birmingham does have a good Chinatown, though, with lots of restaurants. It also has a @#$%& cafe that offers every variation of eggs and stuff you would imagine. The menu reads like an egg version of the spam sketch.
Birmingham has many fine points, none finer than the roads leading out of the city...
Not really fair, actualy - the New Bull Ring looks pretty exciting, Millennium Point is pretty cool (if empty), and of course it has a great climbing wall, to which is attached large quantities of my DNA.
I forgot to bring a support bandage for my ankle, but managed to take my mind off it by removing all the skin off my knee caps, my finger tips and my right temple (they said I couldn't use my head to help me climb and they were right). Also helping me forget my ankle was wrenching my left knee and the interesting popping noise my left hip makes whenever I lift my leg too high. Still, it was fun.
Birmingham isn't that bad, really. It's better than Nottingham, in my opinion.
PSD
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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.
He did all this on an indoor wall, folks. I hate to see how much damage you could do to yourself climbing granite in Derbyshire. Maybe some divine force is trying to tell you that climbing is not, perhaps, your thing. Maybe best stick to the water.