Amazon Review for Narrow Dog to Carcassonne
This review was recently published on Amazon, for the record I have not recieved one thin dime for any of my reviews, Amazon I am beginning to think takes me for granted...Onto the review by Jonathan Williams...
I am surprised to read negative reviews on this book, pay them no mind, this book is great fun, well told and I will most definitely be buying their new book. I have been up and down much of the inter coastal waterway so this should prove interesting as well. Strong work! Now its time for me to digress…
I remember when I was but a wee lad living in the country. I had a bow and arrow, I had a spool bolted to it, which was wound with fishing line and a special arrow. I could tie this line to this job specific arrow so as to shoot fish, the special arrow had retractable barbs so if I hit a fish it would cling to the poor thing like a fish hook, pull on the line retrieve the fish and then what? Fishing with a bow at least in my case should be renamed failure, not one fish, I shot a number of logs, but no fish, life goes on…I also had good ole fashion regular wood arrows with feathered ends and sharp points to shout at trees, trash cans anything large and stationary. My older brother Chuckles came up with a game that was a lot more challenging than what I had been doing. There was a Utility pole between our house and a small cottage in our backfield, the pole was a 6x6 and was used to string power to the cottage. His idea was to shoot an arrow straight into the air and try to pierce the top of the utility pole, leaving an arrow as a calling card to all other utility poles, don’t mess with the Williams boys. We gave no thought to what would happen if hit the power line, but we did keep our eyes on the arrow in flight, keeping tabs seemed like a good idea since we did not want anymore holes in our young bodies. When I look back on this I realize it was a stupid game as well as dangerous, but I make no claims that we were smart, but we were alert, we never took our eyes off the arrow’s. “Stupid but alert”, is this how my epitaph will read? I cannot predict the future but I can tell you that if you have a sense of humor you will enjoy this book…Kind Regards JW
31 Comments:
I will inhale when you exhale.
Just keep doing that. Yeah, keep doing that.
Erin: I will I promise but its making me dizzy.
That is exactly the point.
erin:I am going to have to stop,the room is spinning and I have spit up on myself.
That looks like an interesting book--the dude has a Web page which is HERE.
I just read a kick ass novel called "The Innocent," by Harlan Coben.
Seems like there is a natural instinct not to reveal that you got excited about a book, because you are not being snooty and "New York Timesy"-enough.
HAHA, I thought the pic was of South Park at first glance!
Keep looking up, Josh.
You remind me of when I was but a wee lad. Remember when the more "safe" weighted, blunt ended Jarts came out? Early to mid 80's is my guess. At a family picnic, my brother tossed one straight up and it came back down on my big, dumb step sister's head. Her knees became wobbly and she fell to the ground. It wasn't funny then... who am I kidding, it was funny then and it's still funny today.
This sister of mine is something else, she reached into the back seat to beat one of her three kids for one reason or another and drove into a deep road construction hole.
She's not very bright and it's not the Jart's fault, she's never been.
Zen: I have been to the web site I love his short video about his work of art, to funny. I will read the Harlan Coben novel on your word, however I may review this book, so its on your shoulders...As for the NY Time I wish I had a nickel for everytime they tried to lure me into some sort $$$ of high brow book reviewer contract, I stuck by my guns and by God that’s how I ...never mind.
~d: I♥Southpark
toby: You know I have know idea how Jarts even the blunt ones have escaped class action law suits and multimillion dollar law suits...Funny story...I have been in a car while a friend was bitch slapped by his parents while driving, funny stuff. It is a curious affair when you look at your past and realize how much your parents may have been only human. But on the other hand you realize and wonder at their wisdom. The wonder is even more ...wondrous when you realize they were younger than you while you ponder their wisdom during their youth...Did that make sense? I go bed now...JW
Isnt Amazon taking everybody for granted? Well, at least there is no shipping charge if I order above 20€.
I'm sure much of Amazon's business depends on your reviews, so it's good of you to turn down the New York Times. Though I haven't read it, I feel like I know this book, inside and out. In fact, this particular review might be too good. Have you ever thought about working for Cliff's Notes?
Thank you for enlightening me on the true nature of Narrow Dog. It sounds like an extremely good read.
mone: Amazon lives up to its name...
ing: Just give me the word and I will pull my reviews and like a house of cards Amazon will come tumbling. I remember as if it were yesterday blowing out the candles on my birthday cake and wishing that someday I could work for Cliffs' notes.Doggone if I aint gonna carp the day and chase my dream!I'll be damned if I let those six candles go to waste!
Am I drunk again, or are you? What the hell was that pumpkin? Fuck. You guy'd that seam, totally. Cuz this may be the last time you hear that boogie song. I'm jokin'.
damsle: Clear, concise, constructive criticism is always welcome. Me thinks it was you in your cups this time...
very intersting.
As I surf my life away my comments seem to disappear. Drunk pumkins?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ikH9ZRcF2Q&eurl=http%3A%2F%2Ftobyspeeks%2Eblogspot%2Ecom%2F
Good spin, thanks for dropping by.
Erik: Thanks man...
Toby: What'd ya do?
Toby:Side effects from fermented berries. Think work would be more interested if I got my hands on some of those things.
tk:Seems only natural, your welcome.
Hello Josh.
You played the games we all play there. It's important and fun to stare death in the eye and survive at a young age. For you the pole. For me the skip. But that's another story.
Good work.
Please, do bring Amazon to its knees. My bookstore needs the bizniz!
~d ♥ jww
barnes: thanks bro...
ing: I will do what I can, we the people are creating monsters that will inslave our future, this I know for true.
`d: Well I ♥ you right back, why I could just break out into song!
Oh please, let them be giant robot monsters! That's all I ask. . . giant robots! Hot!
ing: OK, you got it and as a bonus they will be programmed to spell enslave properly...
Some how Barnes' comment reminds me of when I was a kid. Sometime in the early 80's, my best friend's brother made a bet with us that he could toss a metal ring about 8" in diamater with a tiny slot(so not a complete loop) up to the power lines and it would hang up there. We bet millions of dollars. He did it on his first try. He was even amazed. That ring is still hanging there to this day. I need to take a picture of it.
Another time with a different friend,
This is a post, I'm starving for things to write about. If you'd like rerad on over at my place, but give me a few minutes from when I click that "publish your comment" button.
toby: The old how did I live through childhood thing...I am amazed and curious why I was spared. I will wait ...and then check out your post..God speed. JW
One time I was at a crowded bar... A quick description is necessary here... You know how on some bars, behind the main bar surface there is about a 1/2 inch drop-off to an approximately 4 inch wide lip that runs around the inside of the bar? This crowded bar I was in had one of those. This is the perfect place to leave tips for the bartender, I think. Just throwing the tip out on the main bar, it always seems to me that someone might snatch that dollar up and use it towards the purchase of their own drink. But no one would dare violate the sanctity of the tip lip.
Anyway, as I said before, this bar was crowded. So crowded that I couldn't actually get to the bar to buy my drink. I had to buy my drink over the hunched shoulders of another bar patron. Now, an astute reader has already realized what became my dillema. I can't even get to the bar, so how the hell am I supposed to get my dollar all the way to the tip lip?
I thought to myself, maybe I could glide that dollar over there...
Realizing that the odds of actually accomplishing this were probably not in my favor, I decided to attempt it anyway. I held my dollar by the long edge, its shape mirroring the shape of the bar, and gave it the classic paper airplane wrist flick that I practiced for so many elementary school years.
The bill sailed over the head of the hunched over man, did a complete loop over the bar and landed perfectly on the tip lip, George Washington facing up.
Out of the hundreds of people in that bar, the hunched over man was the only person that saw it. He immediately spun around on his stool and said "that was awesome!"
I just smirked, tipped my beer bottle at him and walked away, before he could ask to see that trick again.
In retrospect, I would have liked for the bartender to have seen it. She had the best body I have ever seen on any bartender, anywhere, in my entire drinking career.
sombrero11: Dude,if she had seen that trick, she would have been yours! Wise to leave the hunched over guy guessing, leave the crowd wanting more, you sir are a master performer and a gentleman boozer... Always tip your bartenders and waiters, unless they are worthless then offer them your scorn.
You're not even a real person.
coops:Am
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