Joke 847

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An alien boy and his father were visiting earth and found themselves in a mall. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and back together again.

The boy asked his father, “What is this, Father?” The father, never having  seen an elevator, responded, “Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life, I don’t know what it is.”

While the boy and his father were watching wide-eyed, an old lady in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room.

The walls closed and the boy and his father watched small circles of lights with numbers above the walls light up. They continued to watch the circles light up in the reverse direction.

The walls opened up again and a beautiful young woman stepped out. The father said to his son, “Go get your mother.”

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From ajokeaday.com

Book Review: The Host

 

The Host (novel) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m four years late with this book review.  I don’t care.

Stephenie Meyer – the Twilight author – is not a great writer: stilted prose, dated language, and there is not one character in any of her books that hasn’t rolled their eyes at some point.  I find it incredible that she has an English degree.

Which brings me to my Six Word Saturday:

I have come to a conclusion:

You don’t have to be a good writer to be a great storyteller.

I had no internet for much of yesterday so I leafed through my Kindle and found The Host by Stephenie Meyer.  I started it because nothing else tempted me; I could not put it down.  Just like the Twilight books, which I love; but I think I love The Host more.

The most peaceful alien invasion known to sci-fi-kind; an impossible love story; a heroine sweet, adorable but not at all cloying – what’s not to love?  Unlike Bella Swan, who, much as I like her, has my palms itching to slap her and my teeth gritting get a grip every time she bursts into tears, which is often, I want to hug away her grief when Wanda cries.

Meyer’s themes of identity and self-image are pertinent; she is gifted at the unexpected; her characters are likeable.  What a shame her writing is so poor.  

Fortunately, it doesn’t matter: when a book keeps me up until two a.m. because I have to finish it, I say, if the author, publishers and editor don’t worry about the writing, then why should I?

The book is science fiction with barely any science; a love story with no sex; much of the action – if it can be called action – takes place in one dark location.  

Read it.

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More Clearing Out Of The Inbox

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When was the last time you changed your mind?

Yesterday.   No, the day before.

What war is worth fighting?

The Cold War.

What?  They did that one already?  Who won?  Lemsip or Vicks?
Today’s joke brought to you courtesy of BBC2’s Mock the Week.

Is courage made, grown or found?

Courage makes, grows and can be found in all good pubs (at the bottom of a glass).  But not for long, apparently: Wikipedia says they are ‘haemorrhaging sales’.  Not a good look in a beer.  I hope they’re not bitter.

Do you believe in life on other planets?

Yes, because I saw this great documentary series a few years ago about a spaceship that boldly went where no one had gone before…to split infinitives and beyond.

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