Comments on: Book Game by Texas Biscuit

By: JiggaDigga

JiggaDigga — Fri, 07 Apr 2006 05:05:31 +0000

Great reading, keep up the great posts.
Peace, JiggaDigga

By: steve

steve — Thu, 30 Jun 2005 21:05:20 +0000

very exciting ride,and it feltat the time like something meaninful was happening.Then we crashed and realized that nothing meaningful had happened at all.It was all made up.Now all we have is a headache,and we can see that this kinda thing isn’t good,isn’t healthy and we don’t want to do it again.
M. Williamson,A Return to Love

By: Lenaila

Lenaila — Tue, 21 Jun 2005 04:49:29 +0000

I would like to accept this challenge and this is what I found.
“I guess you’re right,” she said. “Till I found that out, I was pretty lonely. Then I found you.”
(Running from Safety – Richard Bach)
(An Adventure of the Spirit)

By: Angel

Angel — Thu, 31 Mar 2005 14:44:26 +0000

It had been several weeks before she had been found,despite the fact that she had been a cop and that every law enforcement officer in the state had been looking for her. But then she had gone deep into the canal. What faint tire tracks the best people in the field were able to find inicated that she had lost control of her car.
Picture Me Dead by Heather Graham

By: Lewis Moten

Lewis Moten — Fri, 25 Feb 2005 04:18:18 +0000

We just specify what type of content is being presented by specifying the proper MIME type in the response.contenttype property. For example, if we want to view a Microsoft Word document, we can set the following value of the contenttype property: response.contenttype = “application/msword”. You can find a list of common MIME Types and file extensions in Appendix K.
“Professional Active Server Pages 2.0″, Francis, Fedorov, Harrison, Homer, Murphy, Sussman, Smith and Wood
Hmm… This doesn’t work so good for a programmer. I think this game is broken.

By: ~Alisa

~Alisa — Thu, 24 Feb 2005 16:43:24 +0000

One by one she lifted them out: hammers, wrenches, a framing square, several pairs of pliers. Exquisite, heavy tools, handmade by her uncle Casimir, who’d forged wheels for mining cars during the day and worked nights in his own blacksmith shop. The wooden grips were worn smooth from use, from her father’s hands.
“Baker Towers” by Jennifer Haigh
This is great!!