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Monday, January 3rd, 2011
10:51 am	@@@@@Toglio's going to go back and find his wife @@@@@Toglio's going to go back and find his wife fooling around with anything that wears pantsThere ain't a woman you can trust STANLEY: (He is sprawled beside Brown Oh, I don't know, I trust my wifeThere's all kinds of women BROWN: (bitterly) They're all the same MINETTA: Yeah, well, I trust my girl friend POLACK: I wouldn't trust those bitches with a nickel BROWN: (picking eagerly at his snub nose) That's what I believe(He talks to Minetta, who has stopped digging You trust your girl friend, huh? MINETTA: Sure, I doShe knows when she's got something good BROWN: You think you can give her a better piece of ass than anybody else? MINETTA: I ain't been beat yet BROWN: I'll tell you something, you're a kidYou don't know what a good piece meansTell me something, Minetta, you ever been laid with your shoes off? (Stanley and Polack roar with laughter BROWN: I'll tell you what, MinettaYou just ask yourself a couple of questionsDo you think there's anything special about you? MINETTA: That ain't for me to say BROWN: Well, I'll tell you, there ain'tYou're just an ordinary guyThere's not a damn thing special about any of us, not about Polack or you or Stanley or meWe're just a bunch of GIs(Brown is enjoying himselfWhile we're home, and slipping a little meat to them every night, they're all lovey-d (Comment on this)
Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
10:51 am	@@@@@"If you start crying, Scarlett, I'll have @@@@@"If you start crying, Scarlett, I'll have you put out "I'm not going to cryI've got to do something, and you're no help Henry Hamilton leaned back in his chairHe touched his fingertips together, resting his arms on his ample stomachIt was his lawyerly look, almost judicial"You're the last person who can help Ashley right now, ScarlettI told you I was going to deliver some hard truths, and that's one of them Right or wrong-and I don't care to know which-there was a lot of speculation about you and Ashley at one timeMiss Melly stood up for you, and most people followed her lead-for love of her, mind you, not because they were especially fond of you"India thought the worst and said itShe put together her own little band of believersIt wasn't a pretty situation, but folks accommodated themselves, like they always doThings could have rocked on like that forever, even after Melanie's deathNobody really likes disruption and changesBut you couldn't leave well enough aloneYou had to go make a spectacle of yourself at Melanie's very gravesideThrowing your arms around her husband, hauling him away from his dead wife, who a lot of people thought close to a saint He held up one hand"I know what you're about to say, so don't bother to say it, Scarlett His fingertips touched again "Ashley was about to throw himself in the grave, maybe break his neckThat's not the pointFor such a smart girl, you don't understand the world at all"If Ashley had pitched himself onto the coffin, everybody would have called it 'touching (Comment on this)
Saturday, January 1st, 2011
10:59 am	@@@@@ “Stop being so cryptic “Say whatever you @@@@@ “Stop being so cryptic “Say whatever you like, John,” broke in the doctor“I’m just about finished, so I’m not paying much attention, and even if I heard you, I’m entitled to “I’ll make it brief,” said StJacques, walking to the right of the chair“The Crown governor,” he continued“You were right, at least I have to assume you were right “Why?” “The news came in while you were getting cleaned upThe CG’s boat was found smashed on one of the nastier reefs off Antigua, halfway to BarbudaThere was no sign of survivorsPlymouth assumes it was one of those whipsaw squalls that can come out of south Nevis, but it’s hard to swallowNot a squall necessarily, but the circumstances “Which were?” Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 180 “His usual two crewmen weren’t with himHe dismissed them at the yacht club, saying he wanted to take the boat out by himself, yet he told Henry he was going out for the running big fish—” “Which means he would’ve had to have a crew,” interrupted the Canadian physician “Yes, he would’ve,” agreed the owner of Tranquility Inn“You can’t fish the big fellas and skipper a boat at the same time—at least the CG couldn’tHe was afraid to take his eyes off the charts “But he could read them, couldn’t he?” asked Jason“The charts?” “As a navigator, he was no Captain Bligh sailing by the Pacific stars, but he was good enough to stay out of trouble “He was told to go out alone,” said Bourne“Ordered to rendezvous with a boat in waters that called for him to really keep his eyes on the charts Jason suddenly realized that the doctor’s nimble fingers were no longer touching his neck; instead, there was the constricting bandage and the physician was standing beside him looking down“How are we doing?” asked Bourne, looking up, an appreciative smile creasing his lips “We’re done,” said the Canadianthen I think we’d better meet later, for a drink, all right?” “Good heavens, you’re just getting to the good pa (Comment on this)
Friday, December 31st, 2010
10:59 am	omega seamaster watch,chanel silver,louis vuitton... omega seamaster watch,chanel silver,louis vuitton pink,kelly hermes,cheap gucci@@@@@ Tried to talk Lin into it, but she'd rather stay here before flying back to FranceDon't hold it against her Ilse PS: Yippee! I'm excited!! Don't hold it against herIt seemed that my If- So-Girl had been saying that about her older sister ever since she could talkLin doesn't want to go on the weenie roast because she doesn't like 125 hot dogsbut don't hold it against herLin can't wear that kind omega seamaster watch of sneakers because none of the kids in her class wear hightops anymoreso don't hold it against herLin wants Ryan's Dad to take them to the prombut don't hold it against herAnd you know the bad part? I never didI could have told Linnie that preferring Ilse was like growing up lefthanded - something over which I had no control - and that would only have made it worse, even though it was the chanel silver truthMaybe especially because it was the truth viii Ilse coming to Duma Key, to Big PinkYippee, she was excited, and yippee, I was, tooJack had found me a stout lady named Juanita to clean twice a week, and I had her make up the guest bedroomI also asked her if she'd bring some fresh flowers the day after ChristmasSmiling, she suggested something that sounded like creamus cackusMy brain, by then quite louis vuitton pink comfortable with the fine art of cross-connection, was stopped by this for no 126 more than five seconds; I told Juanita I was sure Ilse would love a Christmas cactus On Christmas Eve I found myself re-reading Ilse's original e-mailThe sun was westering, beating a long and brilliant track across the water, but it was still at least two hours to sundown, and I was sitting in the Florida room Beneath kelly hermes me, the deep drifts of shell shifted and grated, making that sound that was so like breath or hoarse confidential speakingI ran my thumb over the postscript - I have some special news - and my right arm, the one that was no longer there, began to tingleThe location of that tingle was clearly, almost exquisitely, definedIt began in the fold of the elbow and spiraled to an end on the outside of the cheap gucci wris (Comment on this)
Thursday, December 30th, 2010
10:51 am	@@@@@ “They're back! Wanda, they're back!” It @@@@@ “They're back! Wanda, they're back!” It took me less than a second to process, and then I was sprintingBehind me, Ian mumbled something about wasted effort I nearly knocked Wes down And I was off againI flew into the big garden room with my eyes already searchingIt wasn't hard to find themJamie was standing at the front of a group of people near the entrance to the southern tunnel “Hey, Wanda!” he yelled, waving Trudy held his arm as I ran around the edges of the field, as if she were holding him back from running to meet me I grabbed his shoulders with both hands and pulled him to me“Oh, Jamie!” “Did ya miss me?” “Just a tiny bitWhere is everyone? Is everyone home? Is everyone okay?” Besides Jamie, Trudy was the only person here who was back from the raidEveryone else in the little crowd–Lucina, Ruth Ann, Kyle, Travis, Violetta, Reid–was welcoming them home “Everyone's back and well,” Trudy assured me My eyes swept the big cave“Where are they?” “Uh… getting cleaned up, unloading…” I wanted to offer my help–anything that would get me to where Jared was so I could see with my own eyes that he was safe–but I knew I wouldn't be allowed to see where the goods were coming in “You look like you need a bath,” I told Jamie, rumpling his dirty, knotted hair without letting go of him “He's supposed to go lie down,” Trudy said “Trudy,”Jamie muttered, giving her a dark look Trudy glanced at me quickly, then looked away “Lie down… ?” I stared at Jamie, pulling back to get a good look at himHe didn't seem tired–his eyes were bright, and his cheeks flushed under his tanMy eyes raked over him once and then froze on his right leg There was a ragged hole in his jeans a few inches above his kneeThe fabric around the hole was a dark reddish brown, and the ominous color spread in a long stain all the way to the cuff (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
10:51 am	@@@@@ Outside, in the new morning, some trucks @@@@@ Outside, in the new morning, some trucks are grinding by on Tenth AvenueThe traffic has an early-morning soundJesus, this is okay, he says aloud You like it, huh, Red She fingers her glassListen, Red, I went to see a lawyer yesterday about gettin' a divorce from Mike Yeah? I can do it for a hundred dollars, a little more maybe, but should I, I mean whatthehell if nothing should come of it, maybe it'd be better not to I dunno, kid, he says to her Red, I ain't askin' you to get married, you know I ain't nagged you, but I gotta look ahead It's all there before himThe choice again, but it means admitting he's throughI dunno, Lois, that's the goddam truthI like ya a lot and you're a good kid, there's no gettin' away from that, an' it's only fair to ya, but I gotta think about itI ain't made for stay in' in one place, I dunno there's just somethin', it's kind've a big countryYa gotta let me know one way or the other Only the war starts before he has made up his mindThat night all the drunks in the flophouse are excited I was a sergeant in the last one, I'm going to go up there and ask them to take me back Yeah, they'll make ya a major I'm going to tell you, Red, that they need meThey're gonna need every one of us Someone is passing around a bottle, and on an impulse Red sends one of the men down with a ten-dollar bill to buy some whisky Lois could use the ten, and he knows the answer thenHe can marry her and stay out of the war, but he's not old yet, he's not that tiredIn the war you keep on moving (Comment on this)
Monday, December 27th, 2010
10:52 am	@@@@@She couldn't think of her baby sister @@@@@She couldn't think of her baby sister Carreen by her religious name, even though she'd been in the convent in Charleston for eight years the bake sale for the Cathedral building fund was far behind schedule because contributions were not coming in, and couldn't Scarlett-great balls of fire! She kept the roof over her aunts' heads, did she have to roof a cathedral, too? She turned the page over, frowningRhett's name leapt from the tangle of criss-crossed wordsIt does one's heart good to see a cheri'he'd'hend like Eleanor Butler find happiness after so many sorrowsIthett il quite ho mother's gallant, and her devotion has done much to redeem him in the eyes of all those who deplored the wild ways of ho younger days It 0 band my comprehension, and a4o that of your Aunt Pauline, why you Ostrt on maintaining your unaccountable preoccupation with trade when you have no need to remain associated with the storeI have deplored your actions in thu regard on many past occasions, and you have never heeded my pleas that you abandon a course of action so unsuitable to a lady I therefore ceased to refer to it some years agoBut now, when it keeps you from your proper place by the side of your husband, Ifrel it my all to once again allude to the astastel matter Scarlett threw the letter onto the tableSo that was the story that Rhett was handing out! That she wouldn't leave the store and go to Charleston with himWhat a blackhearted liar he was! She'd begged him to take her with him when he leftHow dare he spread such slander? She'd have some choice words to say to Mister Rhett Butler when he came homeShe strode to the sideboard, splashed brandy into her glassSome fell onto the gleaming wooden surface A swipe with her sleeve mopped it upHe'd probably deny it, the skunkWell, she'd shake Aunt Eulalie's letter in his faceLet's see him call his mother's best friend a liar! Suddenly her rage left her, and she felt coldShe knew what he'd say: "Would you rather I told the truth? That I left you because living with you was intolerable?" The shame of itAnything was better than that Even the loneliness while she waited for him to come homeHer hand lifted the glass to her lips, and she drank deepThe movement caught her eye, reflected in the mirror above the sideboardSlowly Scarlett lowered her hand and set the glass dow (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 26th, 2010
11:02 am	Cartier Watches Tortue,replica balenciaga,replica... Cartier Watches Tortue,replica balenciaga,replica omega,cartier must 21,gucci mens watch@@@@@ Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 227 “It’s here Jason reached into his pocket, removed the money, and held it out for the manager of Le Coeur du Soldat “Thank you,” said Santos, walking forward and accepting the bills Suddenly, from behind Bourne, the old gates of the factory burst openTwo men rushed out, Cartier Watches Tortue and before Jason could reach his weapon, a heavy blunt instrument crashed down on his skull Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 228 23 “We’re alone,” said the voice across the dark room as Bourne opened his eyesSantos’s huge frame minimized the size of his large armchair, and the low wattage of the single floor replica balenciaga lamp heightened the whiteness of his immense bald headJason arched his neck and felt the angry swelling on top of his skull; he was angled into the corner of a sofa“There’s no break, no blood, only what I imagine is a very painful lump,” commented the Jackal’s man “Your diagnosis is accurate, especially the last replica omega part “The instrument was hard rubber and cushionedThe results are predictable except where concussions are concernedAt your side, on a tray, is an ice bagIt might be well to use it Bourne reached down in the dim light, grabbed the bulky cold bag and brought it to his head “You’re very considerate,” he said flatly “Why cartier must 21 not? We have several things to discuss perhaps a million, if broken down into francs “It’s yours under the conditions stated “Who are you?” asked Santos sharply “That’s not one of the conditions “You’re not a young man “Not that it matters, but neither are you “You carried a gun and a knifeThe latter is for younger gucci men's watch m (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 25th, 2010
11:00 am	gucci for sale,quilted chanel bag,omega seamaster... gucci for sale,quilted chanel bag,omega seamaster watch,chloe dior,gucci g watch@@@@@ xiv There was something pulling me - maybe something that had been in me since the accident, but surely something that had come back from Duma Key Road with meI'm not sure I could have stood against it in any case, but I didn't even try; I was curious My daughter's purse was on the coffee table in the living roomI opened it, took out her wallet, and flipped through the pictures insideDoing this made me feel a little like a cad, but only a littleIt's not gucci for sale as if you're stealing anything, I 163 told myself, but of course there are many ways of stealing, aren't there? Here was the photo of Carson Jones she'd shown me at the airport, but I didn't want thatI didn't want him by himselfI wanted him with herI wanted a picture of them as a coupleIt looked as if it had been taken at a roadside stand; there were baskets of cucumbers and corn behind themThey were smiling and young and beautifulTheir arms were around quilted chanel bag each other, and one of Carson Jones's palms appeared to be resting on the swell of my daughter's blue jeansclad assOh you crazy ChristianMy right arm was still itching, a low, steady skin-crawl like prickly heatI scratched at it, scratched through it, and got my ribs instead for the ten thousandth timeThis picture was also in a protective seethrough envelopeI slid it out, glanced over my shoulder - nervous as a burglar on his first job - at the partially omega seamaster watch open door of the room where Ilse was sleeping, then turned the picture over I love you, Punkin! "Smiley" 164 Could I trust a suitor who called my daughter Punkin and signed himself Smiley? I didn't think soIt might not be fair, but no - I didn't think soNevertheless, I had found what I was looking forI turned the picture over again, closed my eyes, and pretended I was touching their Kodachrome images with my right handAlthough pretending wasn't what it chloe dior felt like; I suppose I don't have to tell you that by now After some passage of time - I don't know exactly how long - I returned the picture to its plastic sleeve and submerged her wallet beneath the tissues and cosmetics to approximately the same depth at which I had found itThen I put her purse back on the coffee table and went into my bedroom to get Reba the Anger-Management DollI limped upstairs to Little Pink with her clamped between my stump and my gucci g watch si (Comment on this)
Friday, December 24th, 2010
10:51 am	@@@@@ I felt as if I were standing on the edge of @@@@@ I felt as if I were standing on the edge of Walter's grave again, listening to the sound of sand falling into the darkness “No,” I moaned, fighting against the memory I turned mechanically and started walking with stiff strides toward the exit “Wait,” Ian said, but he didn't pull against the hand he still held Jeb caught up to me on the other side and shoved more food into my free hand “Eat for the kid's sake,” he said I bit into it without tasting, chewed without thinking, swallowed without feeling the food go down “Knew she was gonna overreact,” Jeb grumbled “So why did you tell her?” Ian asked, frustratedI wondered why he didn'tWas this worse even than I imagined? “Is he in the hospital?” I asked in an emotionless, inflectionless voice “No, no,” Ian assured me quickly I didn't even feel relief I would have gone into that room again for Jamie, even if it was still reeking of blood I didn't see the familiar caves I walked throughI barely noticed that it was dayI couldn't meet the eyes of any of the humans who stopped to stare at meI could only put one foot in front of the other until I finally reached the hallway There were a few people clustered in front of the seventh caveThe silk screen was pushed far aside, and they craned their necks to see into Jared's roomThey were all familiar, people I'd considered friendsJamie's friends, tooWhy were they here? Was his condition so unstable that they needed to check on him often? “Wanda,” someone said “Let her through,” Wes saidHe slapped Jeb on the (Comment on this)
Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
10:51 am	gucci g watch,white chanel watch,omega planet... gucci g watch,white chanel watch,omega planet ocean,black chanel tote,chanel sale @@@@@ He swings out feverishly, flailing his armsThe other kid walks into a punch, sits down surprised, and then gets up slowlyRobert keeps swinging at him, hitting him, and the kid goes down again, and the referee stops the fightBobby Hearn on a TKO, he shouts, gives four points to the BluesThe kids yell, and Bill Hearn is putting a bear hug around him as he climbs out of the ropes set up on the grassOh, you gave it to him, Bobby, I told you to give it to him in the belly, that was the way to fight, kid, gucci g watch goddam, I got to hand it to you, you're not afraid to step in and mix it He wiggles out of the hugLeave me alone, Pop, let me go, and he runs away over the grass to his tent, trying not to cry There are the summers in Charlevoix, the expanding house in the Chicago suburb, the world of long green lawns, and quiet beaches, and croquet courses and tennis courts; there are all the intimate and extensive details of wealth, the things he takes for granted, and understands, separates only laterThere is also white chanel watch six years at Fieldmont Country Day, more of the fellows and demerits, the occasional sermon, the individual regular-fellow ethic borrowed from more exclusive eastern prep schools You do not lie You do not cheat You do not swear You do not screw And you go to church Always of course with the booming voice, the meaty palm of Bill Hearn in the background, combined somehow -- never believably -- with dancing lessons on Saturday mornings, and the persistent avid aspirations of Ina HearnBobby, why don't omega planet ocean you take Elizabeth Perkins to your Junior Dance? Deep in the womb which covers me, Green as grass from house to house Only that idea comes later The week after he graduates from Fieldmont Country Day, he goes on a drinking bout with a few contemporaries, fellow graduates, to a shack out in the woods, owned by one of their fathersA two-story shack with a built-in bar At night they sit around in one of the upstairs bedrooms, passing the bottle after swigging at it gingerly To hell with your old black chanel tote manThey are all shocked, but it was Carsons who spoke, and his father committed suicide in 1930Carsons can be forgiven Here's good-bye to Fieldmont, good old FCD, we had a lot of time there The Dean wasn't bad but I never could figure him out, and you remember what a good-looking wife he had Here's to the wife, I heard she left him last year for a monthThe bottle goes on its second and third circuit All in all we had a good time there, only I'm glad to be out, I sure wish I was going with you fellows to chanel sale Y (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
11:01 am	motorcycle balenciaga,louis vuitton online,chanel... motorcycle balenciaga,louis vuitton online,chanel bag price,chanel jewelry,vuitton purses@@@@@"Come to think of it, my Aunt Alice eventually married a professor of French Literature at HarvardSo all the language practicing she must have done came in handy after all Scarlett refused to let MrsButler be sidetracked"Never mind that, tell me more about GrandfatherI asked you about motorcycle balenciaga her once, but you just brushed it off Eleanor shook her head"I don't know how to describe your grandmotherShe wasn't like anybody else in the world "Was she very beautiful?" "Yes-and noThat's the problem with talking about her, she was always changingThey have a saying, the louis vuitton online French, that no woman can be truly beautiful who is not also sometimes truly ugly They're such a subtle people, and so wise, and so impossible for an Anglo-Saxon to understand Scarlett couldn't understand what Miss Eleanor was trying to say"There's a portrait of her at Tara and she looks beautiful," chanel bag price she said stubbornly"Yes, she would, for her portraitShe could be beautiful or not, as she choseShe chose to be anything she liked She had a quality of absolute stillness sometimes, and you'd almost forget she was thereThen she'd turn her slanted dark eyes on you, and suddenly you'd find chanel jewelry yourself irresistibly drawn to her Children swarmed to herIt drove men out of their minds"Your grandfather was every inch the military man, accustomed to commandBut your grandmother had only to smile, and he became her slaveShe was considerably older than he was, and it made no vuitton purses difference (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 19th, 2010
10:58 am	replica gucci,women rolex watches,gucci g... replica gucci,women rolex watches,gucci g watch,gucci hobo handbag,replica balenciaga@@@@@Acting out the way a child would I slowed to a walk, turning north so that I could loop around without passing Kathy's office again My walk was only slightly slower than a runI heard my feet hitting the sidewalk too quickly, as though they were trying to match the tempo of a replica gucci dance songlap, slap, slap against the concreteNo, it wasn't like a drumbeat, it was too angry Someone hitting someone elseI shuddered away from the horrible image I could see the lamp on over my apartment doorIt hadn't taken me long to cover the distanceI didn't cross the road, women rolex watches thoughI remembered what it felt like to vomit, though I never hadThe cold wetness dewed on my forehead, the hollow sound rang in my earsI was pretty sure I was about to have that experience for my own There was a bank of grass beside the walkAround a streetlamp there was a gucci g watch well-trimmed hedgeI had no time to look for a better placeI stumbled to the light and caught the post to hold myself upThe nausea was making me dizzy Yes, I was definitely going to experience throwing up “Wanderer, is that you? Wanderer, are you ill?” The vaguely familiar voice was gucci hobo handbag impossible to concentrate onBut it made things worse, knowing I had an audience as I leaned my face close to the bush and violently choked up my most recent meal “Who's your Healer here?” the voice askedIt sounded far away through the buzzing in my earsA hand touched my arched replica balenciaga bac (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 18th, 2010
10:55 am	@@@@@ "Tell me something I don't know," Wireman @@@@@ "Tell me something I don't know," Wireman said, then raised his voiceHe was standing just behind me, and he almost blew out my eardrum"Leave! You're trespassing!" The drowned young man made no reply, but it was every bit as fast as I had fearedAt one moment it was standing three steps inside the living room At the next it was right in front of me, and I had only the vaguest, flickering impression of it crossing the distance betweenIts smell - rot and seaweed and dead fish turning to soup in the sun - 836 bloomed and became overwhelmingI felt its hands, freezing cold, close over my forearm, and cried out in shock and horrorIt wasn't the cold, it was how soft they wereThat one silver eye peered at me, seeming to drill into my brain, and for a moment there was a sensation of being filled with pure darknessThen the manacle clamped on my wrist with a flat hard clacking sound "Wireman!" I screamed, but Wireman was goneHe was running away from me, across the room, as fast as he could The drowned thing and I were chained togetherIt dragged me toward the door viii Wireman was back just before the dead man could pull me over the thresholdHe had something in his hand that looked like a blunt daggerFor a moment I thought it must be one of the silver harpoons, but that was only a powerful bit of wishful thinking; the silver harpoons were upstairs with the red picnic basket"Hey, you! Yeah, I'm talking to you! Cojudo de puta madre!" Its head snapped around as fast as the head of a snake about to strikeWireman was almost as fast Holding the blunt object in both hands, he drove it into the thing's face, striking home just above the right eyesocketThe thing shrieked, a sound that went through my head like shards of glassI saw Wireman wince and stagger back; saw him struggle to hold onto his weapon and drop it to the sandy floor of the entryway The man-thing which had seemed so solid spun into insubstantiality, clothes and allI felt the manacle around my wrist also lose its solidity For a moment I could still see it and then it was only water, dripping onto my sneakers and the ca (Comment on this)
Friday, December 17th, 2010
10:54 am	@@@@@ So one Saturday she, her agent and I went @@@@@ So one Saturday she, her agent and I went and looked at six apartment houses Four were dogs, but two were good I said to write offers on all six, offering half of what the owners asked for She and the agent nearly had heart attacksThey thought it would be rude, that I might offend the sellers, but I really don't think the agent wanted to work that hard So they did nothing and went on looking for a better deal No offers were ever made, and that person is still looking for the "right" deal at the right priceWell, you don't know what the right price is until you have a second party who wants to dealMost sellers ask too much It is rare that a seller will actually ask a price that is less than something is worth Moral of the story: Make offersPeople who are not investors have no idea what it feels like to be trying to sell somethingI have had a piece of real estate that I wanted to sell for monthsI would have welcomed anythingI would not care how low the priceThey could have offered me ten pigs and I would have been happyNot at the offer, but just because someone was interestedI would have countered, maybe for a pig farm in exchangeBut that's how the game worksThe game of buying and selling is funIt's fun and only a gameSomeone might say "yes And I always make offers with escape clausesIn real estate, I make an offer with the words "subject to approval of business partner I never specify who the business partner is (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 11th, 2010
11:27 am	@@@@@ He struggled again on the stretcher"Who put @@@@@ He struggled again on the stretcher"Who put that bag on my head? Red, that's a lousy trick to play on a buddyI cain't see in this fuggin cave, move that Jap off my head The handkerchief slipped down over his nose and Wilson blinked into the sun and closed his eyes once more"Watch out, that snake!" he shouted suddenly, his body cringing"Red, you got to shoot it careful, take a good bead, take a good bead He mumbled something, and then his body relaxed"Ah tell you, a dead man look jus' like a shoulder o' lamb been lying around too long Brown replaced the handkerchief, and Wilson struggled beneath itGoddammit, they're shootin' at us, you know how to swim, Taylor, goddammit lemme get behind the boat!" Brown shudderedWilson was talking about the Motome invasionOnce more Brown was choking in the salt water, knowing the final resigned terror that came with accepting deathIn his exhaustion, he felt for a moment as if he were swallowing the water again, feeling the same numb surprise at realizing that he could not control himself from gulping; the water had washed down his throat with a momentum and will of its own That was the cause of it all, he thought now bitterlyThe memory always loosed such panic and weakness in himHe had learned then that he was helpless in the shattering gyre of the war, and he could never shake the recollectionDoggedly, through his exhaustion, he told himself that he had to bring Wilson back, but he did not believe it now at all Through the afternoon the litter-bearers continued on their marchAbout two o'clock it began to rain, and the ground quickly became muddyThe rain at first was a relief; they welcomed it on their blazing flesh, wriggled their toes in the slosh that permeated their bootsThe wetness of their clothing was pleasurableThey enjoyed being cold for a few minutesBut as the rain continued the ground became too soft, and their uniforms cleaved uncomfortably to their bodiesTheir feet began to slip in the mud, their shoes became weighted with muck and stuck in the ground with each stepThey were too fagged to notice the difference immediately, their bodies had quickly resumed the stupor of the march, but by half an hour they had slowed down almost to a h (Comment on this)
Friday, December 10th, 2010
11:00 am	@@@@@It is! It is! I can't be mistakenNo one @@@@@It is! It is! I can't be mistakenNo one else in the world sounds like RhettShe turned quickly, looking into the sunlit square, blinkIngIsn't it? It is, I'm sure it isIf only he'd say something else, turn his headHe's got no reason to be in IrelandBut I couldn't be wrong about that voiceHe turned to speak to the slightly built fair-haired man beside himHer knuckles were white against her hands, so tightly was she holding on to the postThe other man said something, pointed with hiscrop, and Rhett noddedThen the fair-haired man walked away, out of her sight, and ,55 Rhett was there aloneScarlett stood in the shadow, looking out to the lightDon't move, she ordered herself when he started to walk awayBut she couldn't obeyShe burst from the shadows and ran after him"Rhett!" He stopped awkwardly, Rhett who was never clumsy, and he spun aroundAn expression she couldn't recognize flickered on his face, and his dark eyes seemed very bright beneath the shading bill of hiscapThen he smiled the mocking smile she knew so well"You do turn up in the most unexpected places, Scarlett," he saidHe's laughing at me, and I don't careI don't care about anything as long as he'll say my name and stand near me She could hear her own heart beating "Hello, Rhett," she said, "how are you?" She knew it was a foolish, inadequate thing to say, but she had to say somethingRhett's mouth twitched"I'm remarkably well for a dead man," he drawled, "or was I mistaken? I thought I glimpsed a widow at the dock in Charle (Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
10:59 am	@@@@@“I don't have to hurt you,” he @@@@@“I don't have to hurt you,” he said quietly, not as sure of himself“But I do have to know the answer to my question This wasn't even the right question–not a secret I was in any way bound to protect “Tell me,” he insisted, his eyes tight with frustration and deep unhappiness Was I truly a coward? I would rather have believed that I was–that my fear of pain was stronger than anything elseThe real reason I opened my mouth and spoke was so much more pathetic I wanted toplease him, this human who hated me so fiercely “The Seeker,” I began, my voice rough and hoarse; I hadn't spoken in a long time He interrupted, impatient“We already know it's a Seeker “No, not just any Seeker,” I whispered “What do you mean,your Seeker?” “Assigned to me, following meShe's the reason –” I caught myself just before I spoke the word that would have meant our deathJust before I could sayweThe ultimate truth that he would see as the ultimate lie–playing on his deepest wishes, his deepest painHe would never see that it was possible for his wish to be trueHe would only see a dangerous liar looking out through the eyes he'd loved “The reason?” he prompted “The reason I ran away,” I breathed“The reason I came here Not entirely true, but not entirely a lie, either Jared stared at me, his mouth half-open, as he tried to process thisFrom the corner of my eye, I could see that Ian was peering through the hole again, his vivid blue eyes wide with surprise There was blood, dark on his pale lips “You ran away from a Seeker? But you're one of them!” Jared struggled to compose himself, to get back to his interroga (Comment on this)
Monday, December 6th, 2010
11:13 am	@@@@@ Red had started to light a cigarette, his @@@@@ Red had started to light a cigarette, his fifth since their boat had been lowered into the water, and it tasted flat and unpleasant"What do you think?" Red asked"I bet we don't go in till tenIt was not yet eight o'clock "Listen," Red went on, "if they really knew how to work these kind of things, we woulda been eating breakfast now, and we woulda got into these crates about two hours from now He rubbed off the tiny ash which had formed on his cigarette"But, naw, some sonofabitchin' looey, who's sleeping right now, wanted us to get off the goddam ship so he could stop worrying about us Purposely, he spoke loud enough for the Lieutenant from the communications platoon to hear him and grinned as the officer turned his back Corporal Toglio, who was squatting next to Gallagher, looked at Red"We're a lot safer out in the water," Toglio explained eagerly"This is a pretty small target compared to a ship, and when we're moving like this it's a lot harder to hit us than you think "Listen," Brown said, "they ain't a time when I wouldn't rather be on that shipI think it's a hell of a lot safer "I looked into this," Toglio protested"The statistics prove you're a lot safer here than any other place during an invasion Red hated statistics"Don't give me any of those figures," he told Corporal Toglio"If you listen to them you give up taking a bath 'cause it's too dangerous "No, I'm serious," Toglio saidHe was a heavy-set Italian of about middle height with a pear-shaped head which was broader in the jaw than the templeAlthough he had shaved the night before, his beard darkened all of his face under his eyes except for his mouth, which was wide and friendly"I'm serious," he insisted, "I saw the statistics "You know what you can do with them," Red said Toglio smiled, but he was a little annoyedRed was a pretty good guy, he was thinking, but too independent (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 4th, 2010
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