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See ya!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Freebie madness
I use Biblio to hunt down used books I'm interested in.
Today I received yet another package from a Biblio member/seller. I ordered two books by Julie Miller, yet the package seemed big for only two Harlequin sized paperback. Hmmm...
Imagine my surprise when I opened the envelope and four books fell out. Hey, wait a minute. I ordered two. I paid for two. Didn't I? I check my email confirmation and my credit card statement. Sure enough, I was billed for two books. So what the heck is going on?
And that's when I found the hand-written note from the seller in one of the books. I got the other two books as freebie bonus. Yay!
Don't you just love it when people give books away for free? I guess no one wanted those two (they're pretty old-school HQ Intrigues by authors I've never heard of before, but I'll give them a try), so they had to get rid of them somehow. But I don't really care why I got them.
Freebie madness rules!
Today I received yet another package from a Biblio member/seller. I ordered two books by Julie Miller, yet the package seemed big for only two Harlequin sized paperback. Hmmm...
Imagine my surprise when I opened the envelope and four books fell out. Hey, wait a minute. I ordered two. I paid for two. Didn't I? I check my email confirmation and my credit card statement. Sure enough, I was billed for two books. So what the heck is going on?
And that's when I found the hand-written note from the seller in one of the books. I got the other two books as freebie bonus. Yay!
Don't you just love it when people give books away for free? I guess no one wanted those two (they're pretty old-school HQ Intrigues by authors I've never heard of before, but I'll give them a try), so they had to get rid of them somehow. But I don't really care why I got them.
Freebie madness rules!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Real life sometimes tries to equal fiction
Ooh, it's been a while. Well, my only excuse is I didn't have anything "long" to write. Tweets are a different matter. ;)
Anyway something happened very, very early yesterday morning (right after midnight, to be exact), that made me think. Yeah, I do think, too. Sometimes.
Anyway, back to yesterday early morning. I just finished watching Batman Begins and was merrily settling under the covers when someone starts ringing the bell like crazy and the sounds from the stairwell (I live in an apartment building) sounded as if a herd of elephants came to visit. I open one eye and grumble.
The noises on the stairs continue and a siren sounds in the distance. Well, there goes my sleep, I think and finally roll out of bed and go into the living room...And there OMFG, a huge ball of fire sails upward outside the window.
Yeah, you guessed correctly. Something was on fire.
Apparently there was a short-circuit in the store on the ground floor and it caught fire. Lucky for us a taxi driver saw the flames and called the firefighters. If not, who knows what might have happened.
But did I panic? Nope. I was so cool I actually surprised myself. Apparently I haven't inherited the panic gene. My mom would've freaked. But I was probably just tired and still happy from my Christian Bale intake.
Anyway, I pulled a pair of slacks and a shirt over my PJs and went downstairs. I wasn't going to miss the firefighters, now, was I?
And we (finally) arrive to the gist of this story. I had just finished reading a firefighter novel the previous day (after midnight, remember?) and couldn't stop wishing to have a hotshot for my own - you know how firefighters get in romance novels, hunky, sexy, single, romantic - and there they were, smack under my window. I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Well, it was dark, the black smoke made it even worse, and the firemen were all in full gear. Good luck seeing anything remotely cute or hunky under those helmets and coats. *sigh* All I know is they sure didn't seem like the hotshots from fiction. For one, those I saw weren't very tall, and I'm pretty sure I noticed a beer belly or two in the melee. Shoot!
The police officer was cute, though. Nice smile.
Anyway something happened very, very early yesterday morning (right after midnight, to be exact), that made me think. Yeah, I do think, too. Sometimes.
Anyway, back to yesterday early morning. I just finished watching Batman Begins and was merrily settling under the covers when someone starts ringing the bell like crazy and the sounds from the stairwell (I live in an apartment building) sounded as if a herd of elephants came to visit. I open one eye and grumble.
The noises on the stairs continue and a siren sounds in the distance. Well, there goes my sleep, I think and finally roll out of bed and go into the living room...And there OMFG, a huge ball of fire sails upward outside the window.
Yeah, you guessed correctly. Something was on fire.
Apparently there was a short-circuit in the store on the ground floor and it caught fire. Lucky for us a taxi driver saw the flames and called the firefighters. If not, who knows what might have happened.
But did I panic? Nope. I was so cool I actually surprised myself. Apparently I haven't inherited the panic gene. My mom would've freaked. But I was probably just tired and still happy from my Christian Bale intake.
Anyway, I pulled a pair of slacks and a shirt over my PJs and went downstairs. I wasn't going to miss the firefighters, now, was I?
And we (finally) arrive to the gist of this story. I had just finished reading a firefighter novel the previous day (after midnight, remember?) and couldn't stop wishing to have a hotshot for my own - you know how firefighters get in romance novels, hunky, sexy, single, romantic - and there they were, smack under my window. I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Well, it was dark, the black smoke made it even worse, and the firemen were all in full gear. Good luck seeing anything remotely cute or hunky under those helmets and coats. *sigh* All I know is they sure didn't seem like the hotshots from fiction. For one, those I saw weren't very tall, and I'm pretty sure I noticed a beer belly or two in the melee. Shoot!
The police officer was cute, though. Nice smile.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
I'm alive...And I love my Sony Reader
It's been a long time, I know. But I'm still on the face of the Earth, still breathing on my own, don't have any health issues (not that I know of)...I've just been super busy in the last few months.
I can't wait for my vacation, that's for sure. Less than a month to go. Yay.
Speaking of vacations, and finally landing on the subject of this post...I'll be able to bring a brick-load of books with me, without any extra luggage.
Why?
Because I finally bout an ebook reader. And because I mostly read PDFs and I find the Kindle blah in the design department (no offense, Amazon), I went out on a limb and got the new Sony Reader (PRS-700).
Ooh, I had my doubts, especially thanks to all the bad reviews you can find on the web (the bad vs. good reviews ratio is pretty well, bad).
Well, as soon as I pumped it full of yummy electric juice and started it up, those nagging little doubts went *poof*.
I turned it this way, turned it that way, turned it up, turned it down, and I was like "Where's the freaking glare? There's no freaking glare! How come there's no freaking glare?!"
Yeah, I'd like to think they made mine special and glare-free, but I don't think that's the case. Of course, I haven't tested it in the direct sunlight (it's been pretty cloudy lately), but I've read it in bed with the little nigh-stand lamp on...And, wonder of all wonders. There was no glare.
I bet the "glare" the people complaining about the "killer", "disastrous", "tremendous" etc. glare got was the stare-of-death from the sleek, sexy Sony Reader when they dared mention the word "glare" in the first place. Booya!
Anyway, the incorporated lights are great, illuminating the whole screen (killing yet another stream of complaints), the touchscreen works like magic...I haven't gotten around to the music part - I'll probably try it just for kicks, it's a digital reader after all.
But what is most important, for me at least, besides being able to carry brick-loads of books with me without the extra luggage, is the note-taking features.
Is anyone into tree-saving? No more printing to take those small notes (I love those, don't you). How cool is that?
Anyway, I love my Sony Reader, have no complaints whatsoever, I'd recommend it in a heartbeat, and...did I mention how I love my new gadget?
I'm off reading now! Toodeloo!
I can't wait for my vacation, that's for sure. Less than a month to go. Yay.
Speaking of vacations, and finally landing on the subject of this post...I'll be able to bring a brick-load of books with me, without any extra luggage.
Why?
Because I finally bout an ebook reader. And because I mostly read PDFs and I find the Kindle blah in the design department (no offense, Amazon), I went out on a limb and got the new Sony Reader (PRS-700).
Ooh, I had my doubts, especially thanks to all the bad reviews you can find on the web (the bad vs. good reviews ratio is pretty well, bad).
Well, as soon as I pumped it full of yummy electric juice and started it up, those nagging little doubts went *poof*.
I turned it this way, turned it that way, turned it up, turned it down, and I was like "Where's the freaking glare? There's no freaking glare! How come there's no freaking glare?!"
Yeah, I'd like to think they made mine special and glare-free, but I don't think that's the case. Of course, I haven't tested it in the direct sunlight (it's been pretty cloudy lately), but I've read it in bed with the little nigh-stand lamp on...And, wonder of all wonders. There was no glare.
I bet the "glare" the people complaining about the "killer", "disastrous", "tremendous" etc. glare got was the stare-of-death from the sleek, sexy Sony Reader when they dared mention the word "glare" in the first place. Booya!
Anyway, the incorporated lights are great, illuminating the whole screen (killing yet another stream of complaints), the touchscreen works like magic...I haven't gotten around to the music part - I'll probably try it just for kicks, it's a digital reader after all.
But what is most important, for me at least, besides being able to carry brick-loads of books with me without the extra luggage, is the note-taking features.
Is anyone into tree-saving? No more printing to take those small notes (I love those, don't you). How cool is that?
Anyway, I love my Sony Reader, have no complaints whatsoever, I'd recommend it in a heartbeat, and...did I mention how I love my new gadget?
I'm off reading now! Toodeloo!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Smooching in movie trailers
I love movies. There's nothing better than to sit in a darkened cinema, munching on popcorn, slurping a nicely chilled coke and watching a great movie.
As much as I love movies, I love trailers as well. Sometimes I'll go watch a movie, that I adamantly refused to see, only because the trailer was great. Most of the time I'm glad I went and see it, sometimes the trailer is a hundred times better than the actual movie and I could've saved some bucks.
Anyway, this post isn't about movies, but about trailers...Actually what the studios put in their trailers.
Yesterday I saw Wolverine. Great movie, BTW. A must see for all X-Men and W-man fans...Ooh, and girls, you get to see Hugh Jackman's butt. Nice and tight, hope he didn't use a butt-double.
Okay, moving on. I park my own butt into one of the chairs, switch off the people who were with me, and start watching the trailers. Well, I watched two of them. One for Star Trek (Chris Pine as James T. Kirk, huh?) and the other Terminator 4 (Christian Bale as John Connor, oh baby). And let me tell you I noticed and uncanny pattern.
We're talking about two action movies. I mean it's Star Trek and Terminator. How more action-y can you get? Well, they both had "smootching" scenes in them. Actually Christian Bale smoothed and Chris Pine went horizontal. But you get the point.
The high and mighty Hollywood godfathers obviously decided that frenching and boinking will get people to see these two movies.
Why? We're talking about a franchise. The fans would go see these two movies if Kermit the Frog played lead. Okay, so maybe I went over the top with our boy Kermit, but still, the fans would see the movies no matter what. You don't have to "bribe" us with glimpses of romance.
It's another type of action we're waiting for. Sure, romance is a bonus, makes you rest your eyes between one bloodbath and the next, but let it be a surprise people. No need to reveal everything in the trailer!
Or they're hoping of attracting a greater female audience.
Sorry to disappoint, folks, but if a woman is averse to action flicks she won't go see one just because Christian Bale happens to play tonsil-hockey with his co-star.
As one of my movie companions said yesterday (and she doesn't like action flicks, she went to see Wovlerine because she lost a bet with her boyfriend), "Ooh, Christian Bale...Ooh, blood, gross...Ooh, they kissed...Nope, I ain't seeing this movie, teddybear, there's too much blood...I don't care if they kissed, I'm sure she dies in the end."
See, she ain't seeing that movie.
I am, though. And not because of the tonsil-hockey match, or the horizontal-mambo competition.
As much as I love movies, I love trailers as well. Sometimes I'll go watch a movie, that I adamantly refused to see, only because the trailer was great. Most of the time I'm glad I went and see it, sometimes the trailer is a hundred times better than the actual movie and I could've saved some bucks.
Anyway, this post isn't about movies, but about trailers...Actually what the studios put in their trailers.
Yesterday I saw Wolverine. Great movie, BTW. A must see for all X-Men and W-man fans...Ooh, and girls, you get to see Hugh Jackman's butt. Nice and tight, hope he didn't use a butt-double.
Okay, moving on. I park my own butt into one of the chairs, switch off the people who were with me, and start watching the trailers. Well, I watched two of them. One for Star Trek (Chris Pine as James T. Kirk, huh?) and the other Terminator 4 (Christian Bale as John Connor, oh baby). And let me tell you I noticed and uncanny pattern.
We're talking about two action movies. I mean it's Star Trek and Terminator. How more action-y can you get? Well, they both had "smootching" scenes in them. Actually Christian Bale smoothed and Chris Pine went horizontal. But you get the point.
The high and mighty Hollywood godfathers obviously decided that frenching and boinking will get people to see these two movies.
Why? We're talking about a franchise. The fans would go see these two movies if Kermit the Frog played lead. Okay, so maybe I went over the top with our boy Kermit, but still, the fans would see the movies no matter what. You don't have to "bribe" us with glimpses of romance.
It's another type of action we're waiting for. Sure, romance is a bonus, makes you rest your eyes between one bloodbath and the next, but let it be a surprise people. No need to reveal everything in the trailer!
Or they're hoping of attracting a greater female audience.
Sorry to disappoint, folks, but if a woman is averse to action flicks she won't go see one just because Christian Bale happens to play tonsil-hockey with his co-star.
As one of my movie companions said yesterday (and she doesn't like action flicks, she went to see Wovlerine because she lost a bet with her boyfriend), "Ooh, Christian Bale...Ooh, blood, gross...Ooh, they kissed...Nope, I ain't seeing this movie, teddybear, there's too much blood...I don't care if they kissed, I'm sure she dies in the end."
See, she ain't seeing that movie.
I am, though. And not because of the tonsil-hockey match, or the horizontal-mambo competition.
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