I have found in a local newspaper that Ray Bradbury will be visiting Temecula, California on February 22. He will be visiting the new library and signing copies of his book Fahrenheit 451.
Wild horses couldn't keep me from going if I was that close. Babar The Elephant, who I deeply fear(has something to do with his english accent), that's another story....
She stood silently looking out into the great sallow distances of sea bottom, as if recalling something, her yellow eyes soft and moist...
rocketsummer@insightbb.com
Posts: 1397 | Location: Louisville, KY | Registered: 08 February 2006
Me and my Isuzu I-mark, the last one on the planet, would never make it. The thing crawls along in the slow lane winding out at 55 mph, shaking violently, with the hard, cracked plastic dashboard rattling and dropping more nuts and bolts and nails and grease behind me than Baron Otto Mattic, Snidely Whiplash, and Wile E. Coyote combined. Sometimes a wing and a prayer ain't enough. Bubbling it with light and love doesn't work, either.
Uff-da! Sounds like most cars I've owned. Hitch-hiking ain't what it used to be either. We just have to get Mr. B. to come up North sometime, that's all! (By the way, are you sort of limping around in a circle like me lately? I left one foot in the Old Board when the door closed...)
Posts: 3167 | Location: Box in Braling I's cellar | Registered: 02 July 2004
Yeah, like that would work... me, dude, my giant twelve year old son, my gargantuan fourteen year old son, my disabled Spouse, and all of our luggage all crammed into a total stranger's auto-mo-bubble. NOT!!! It's okay, I accept it, and can live with it. I'd probably just clam up and have nothing to say to Him (Mr. B-B-B-Bradb-b-b-bury) other than "I love you, man!".
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