I Live!
That was the first time I’ve had an MP5 (or any kind of machinegun, for that matter) pointed at my forehead. Try everything once, I say!
“You know,†Evan was telling me, “they only have one bullet in those things. Just for firing a warning shot.â€
It was the tourist police. And as this officer swayed side to side, amicably chatting up the hostel attendant, the gun strapped around her torso seemed to be permanently tracking the top of my head. Ok, ok. Maybe I’m being a bit skiddish, but those things have been known to go off uninvited!
Last night, for at least the fourth time, I said goodbye to Dave and Chris, a couple of righteously dorky Englishmen. This last one was probably my favorite in a long stream of goodbyes. I was in the shower, when I heard, “Open the door, bitch!†Cheeky banter followed, and they shook hands with a towel-wrapped, moistened Neils. Probably won’t see them again, since they’re headed to Phuket and I’m going back to Singapore for more briyani and ginger tea. They’ve been off for 11 months now, and haven’t many weeks before they wind up back in jolly old England. Last night, along with Casper the friendly Dane, we had pizzas, beer and vodka.
Beyond sexy hostel parties, Shavaun has been helping me to get acquainted with more developmental/child psychology. We decided that the book proposal’s other sample chapter will probably be on the whys and hows of healthy playing in children. And if we can make a topic like that an easy and enjoyable read… then…
Go us.
We sent out our query letters starting about four days ago. The actual book proposal is finished, 20 pages double spaced, and polished a little. The first sample chapter is finished. It’s entertaining, and something that could teach my grandma about games, though I want to make it read like a gripping thriller - if I’ve got the time.
Still, my serious adventure was going between the jungles of Malaysia and the hostel in Singapore, because the train broke down. More on that later.
Neils Clark :: Sep.04.2007 :: General ::
Glad to hear you live! Sounds like you’re having a great adventure. Have some ginger tea for me.
LOVE
MOM
Don’t kill me, mom… but I went to an Amazing Race location… without you!
I went to the Batu Caves, part of the last all-stars season! I couldn’t help breaking into a run going up the stairs. About halfway up… I nearly died of a heart attack! =P
Neils. Fantastic. Enjoy reading the updates!
Thanks Brock. It’s good to see you on teh interwebs again!
I’m righteously dorky!
first time I’ve ever been called that I think. Cool compliment : )
WE GO HOME TONIGHT AAAARGH!
Hope you’re well buddy - really interesting writing, keep it up
: )
Round these parts, the dorks are in charge.
I think.
So now that you’re in Jolly old England, do your job. Make some kind of science fiction comedy mish-mash that high-power American nerds can reference for the next 30 years.
Just leave out the [ornate Japanese ball devices].