I noticed a new link to Baboon Pirates on my WordPress dashboard this morning, so I thought I’d check out his post. It turns out that El Capitan was tagged by a ‘Weird Book Meme’, which isn’t really all that exciting but…

At the end of his post he stated that he was tagging those blogs that were gathering cobwebs, and I happened to notice a few around here. So, even though the Baboon Pirate didn’t tag me personally (…’cuz he forgot to pay his Mutual Admiration Society dues), I’m going to play this meme too.

…At least mine will be more exciting than El Capitan’s.

Weird Book Meme:

The rules are: Pass it on to five other bloggers, and tell them to open the nearest book to page 56. Write out the fifth sentence on that page, and also the next two to five sentences. The CLOSEST BOOK, NOT YOUR FAVORITE, OR MOST INTELLECTUAL!

*giggling at ‘most intellectual’*

Okay… closest book. Picking it up now. Peeking ahead to page 56, fifth sentence…

Just before I heard the shattering crunch of the van folding around the truck bed, something hit me, hard, but not from the direction I was expecting.

My head cracked against the icy blacktop, and I felt something solid and cold pinning me to the ground.

I was lying on the pavement behind the tan car I’d parked next to.

But I didn’t have a chance to notice anything else, because the van was still coming.

It had curled gratingly around the end of the truck and, still spinning and sliding, was about to collide with me again.

A low oath made me aware that someone was with me, and the voice was impossible not to recognize.

Wow. That was exciting. Doncha think?

Can anyone tell me what book this passage was from?
(I’ll put the answer in comments, but I’m guessing that plenty of people will recognize the content.)

If you’d like to play, go for it! If I tag you and you don’t play, well then, you’re just no fun. Go suck a lemon drop. I didn’t want to play with you anyway.

Heh.

Tagged! You’re it.

MetalMom
Christa
Malnurtured Snay
Java Queen
Mrs. Flipphead

“You have these Magic Buttons…”
My lover says to me.
“There’s one, there’s two,
And, oooh, number three!”

“Search on!” I cried.
“Find more and more!
At least don’t stop
Til you’ve found number four!”

Just taking a moment to let you know that Stacy hasn’t posted in a while because she’s been- …er, busy. In fact… I’m busy too. Talk to you later.