h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

...is worth a read. Same sort of daft yet beguiling ideas as exhibited by both Pterry and DNA at various points.
Do you create your own music or listen to that provided by others? Does your vicariousness embrace the idea that all of these worthless prizes of technology and cold grey concrete with which we have been surrounded by previous generations are worth nothing when compared to a good tree, a good hill and a nice moundful of termites?
The right side of the Pennines is a subjective thing. People can be on the right side of the Wolds, the Beacons, the Cheviots and the Lakes as long as they're in the lee of the hills, protected from London.
Avoid snowboarding accidents by refraining from using false snow and false hills. It means that you can't do anything for nine months of the year but makes the feeling worth more when you finally get it. Take some Judo lessons as well as those for boarding if you have to use fakesnow as it'll convince your body that it can handle falling over without going wrong.
Give me a shout when you've got a page written as your style suggests it will be good.

Much confused my little brain is by this message. But the complement at the end was nice, thank you.

Kurt Vonnegut sounds like an Eastern European Dictator, or Nazi war criminal. I will look him up some of his work in any case.

I have not made my own music since the age of six when I was severely repremanded for skiving off recorder lessons by hiding behind the coats in the cloakroom. The idea of playing an instrument does appeal, and I have a strong belief that I must have a talent for something (I am now able to strike snowboarding off the list of possibilities), so lessons may be sought in the future. Or possibly a book and self-teaching when the house is empty. Instrument still to be chosen, guitar may be sensible as parents would notice arrival of new piano, and bank manager may also end our relationship.

The right side of the Pennines is that on which Yorkshire occupies a large amount of space. I have also been informed by someone who understands weather systems that rain and wind usually come from the west, and are mostly deposited on wrong side of Pennines before reaching right side, making Manchester wet and dreary and Sheffield less so.

listen dear kurt vonnegut is probably one of the greatest writers i have ever read. if you dont believe me just read 'Cats Cradle' or 'Breakfast of Champions' every time i read one of those i cant help but to laugh until my testicles shrivel up inside of my body and come popping out of my mouth. or maybe not, but hey, you ought to go down to your local public library and pick one up.

(Retracted into your body so violently that surgery is the only way of restoring them to their correct position.)

The only problem with getting them from the library is the occasional stupid comment scrawled therein by an English student. Even if you can read the terrible writing they seem to make no sense. 'Lord of the Flies' is quite good for this sort of thing too, as is anything by Salinger or Steinbeck. I could understand it if they underlined errors of grammar or spelling but they seem to strike completely randomly. I don't know.

i know what you mean. kerouac is a good one for graffiti too, but kerouac is dry and dull, so avoid that all together. i suggest that you go down to your local bookstore and pick up a copy, its well worth the cost. if your to cheap for that, just borrow it from a friend.

get a nice cheap copy at a used paperback bookstore, 'cause Vonnegut seems to bring out the need to write in margins.

At least that's what he makes me do, even though I'm not an English student [thank the gods].

I think sometimes it's interesting to see what has struck a previous reader, too

Which Vonnegut?
Cat's Cradle, Slaughterhouse-5, Breakfast of Champions, to start.

Then, if you find that Vonnegut 'speaks' to you [sorta in the same way h2g2 does, I mean] you might want to read some of his essays, letters, etc. Palm Sunday is great for that. Especially the letter he wrote to the School Board that burned his books...

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