Are you familiar with the flick/novel, The Borrowers? If you happen to hail from a different quadrant of the universe and have not heard of it, The Borrowers is a novel by Mary Norton, which later on turned into a film, about lilliputian people, roughly six to seven inches tall, who borrow things from human and somewhat manage to keep their existence unknown.
Apparently, in the real world, they don't exist. They are only fabricated in the creative mind of Norton. Maybe Norton used to lose a lot of objects, and she had nobody to pin the blame on.
Which leads me to my point. Recently, I am losing a lot of objects in my room - my Powerbooks Membership Card, CSI Miami DVDs, two books, nail cutter, razor, violet striped long sleeve polo - and I have no one to blame. I am beginning to suspect that Norton's idea of The Borrowers is actually true. Why? The objects which were allegedly stolen have significant use. Maybe the Borrowers got bored under the floorboards, and decided to join the bandwagon by watching CSI. Hey, they need to be in the trend too. However, there is a lapse in my hunch. My stuff are too big for the Borrowers, therefore my suspicion is implausible. But whatever, I reiterate, I have no one to blame.
I insisted to check the floorboards. The Borrowers aren't there. Maybe they are hiding.
Finally, I had defeated the twin monsters: sloth and procrastination. Just finished reading Airframe, a novel by the salient Crichton(I like how he tenses up the readers; it is very impelling). I was told to read the novel uninterruptedly to fully create the element of suspense. However, although my reading was choppy, apprehension and anticipation still clouded the parts. In addition, the novel was written in a manner which constructs authenticity by the use of technical avionic information. I'd like to point out thought that despite this, it was composed with great attention to the readers' comprehension. I, myself, am not knowledgeable in avionics or aeronautics, but I was able to grasp the story. Something only Crichton can excellently do. Can someone make a movie version of this? I think it will shovel in gargantuan buckets of bucks.
I am definitely getting a copy of Zafra's eighth Twisted, a collection of her seriocomic rantings. I got wind of the book's price and it's roughly 'round 250 bucks. Now, anyone bighearted enough to get me a copy? May I just remind you, Christmas is the time for giving and the time for sharing. I'll be waiting for it.