Mark tagged me for a meme. Pick up the nearest book, turn to page 123, and post sentences 5, 6, and 7.
The nearest book to my computer is… (getting tape measure, as bookshelf 1 is about as close as bookshelf 2)… well, they are both within the margin of error, so… I give you two books.
On my left, from Home Comforts, The Art & Science of Keeping House by Cheryl Mendelson:
“Shop first for inedibles, such as paper towels and soap. Next, pick out nonperishables: canned and bottled things and anything else that you will store outside the refrigerator or freezer, such as sugar, salt, dry cereal, flour, canned and room-temperature bottled foods. Next, buy refrigerated things, such as milk, cheese, fresh meat and poultry, and fruits and vegetables.”
On my right, from Monkey, a folk novel of China by Wu Ch’eng-en, translated by Arthur Waley:
“It was now getting late, and the farm-hands set out tables and brought in several dishes of cooked tiger-flesh which they laid all sizzling in front of their master and his guest. ‘I must tell you,’ said Tripitaka, ‘that I was admitted to the Order almost as soon as I left my mother’s womb, and have never in my life indulged in meats of this kind.’ The hunter thought for a while.”
I never could stick to the directions. It was a problem in college. I’m also not going to tag anyone, because, while I recognize that it can be fun, Mark tagged all the people I know with a blog (sad, isn’t it?) and plus, I don’t do that sort of thing. What a pisser I am.
Feel free to do this on your own blog, comment on my books, or post your own Page 123 entries below.
How did you come across “Monkey?” It sounds interesting (I already knew all the stuff in the housekeeping book).
I read Monkey for a class in comparative literature, in college. One of the few books I kept.
I would actually like my grocery store to be organized in such a way that I could shop as described in that book. But I have to choose either dairy or fresh fruit at one end, and work my way across the store to the other. Or I suppose I could go careening all over the store, but that seems terribly inefficient.
I enter both my main grocery stores at the produce section, then work my way across, ending up in frozen/dairy. Works great. Leah’s of the mind that one should, when shopping, go down every aisle in the store, just in case there’s something there you don’t know you need. Drives me BONKERS. “That,” I tell her, “is why God invented shopping lists.”
I actually write the shopping list in the order that items appear in the store. So canned pineapple comes before cereal, but after broccoli. I may have been to the store too much.