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'What does it want him for?' said Susan. 'It's using him, but what for?'
'Twenty‑seven 'Dancing,' said Ridcully levelly, walking back along the row. 'That's dancing, is it? Banging into people? Throwin' one another over yer shoulders? Twirling around all over the place? Not even trolls act like that (not that I've got anything against trolls mind you marvellous people marvellous people) and you're supposed to be wizards. People are supposed to look up to you and that's not because you're somersaulting over their heads, Runes, don't think I didn't notice that little display, I was frankly disgusted. The poor Bursar has had to have a lie down. Dancing is . . . round in circlesdollars!' said Ridcully. 'Twenty‑seven dollars .to get you out! And the sergeant kept grinning all the time! Wizards arrested!'He walked along the row of crestfallen figures.'I mean, how often does the Watch get called in to the Drum?' said Ridcully. 'I mean, what did you think you were doing?''mumblemumblemumble,' said the Dean, looking at the floor.'I'm sorry?'‘mumblemumbledancingmumble.'
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
Monday, 11 May 2009
Andy Warhol Guns
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easy to play?
He hoped there was a god of musicians.
And there is. There are many, one for almost every type of music. Almost every type. But the only one due to watch over Imp that night was Reg, god of club musicians, who couldn't pay much attention because he'd also got three other gigs to do.
'Keep playing!' he hissed.
Imp obeyed, ducking a fusillade of oranges.
In the front row, the ape opened his bag and produced a very large melon.
'Can you see any pears?' said Glod, taking a breath. 'I like pears.'
'I can see a man with a throwing axe!'
'Does it look valuable?''We ready?' said Lias, picking his hammers.The others nodded.'Let's give 'em "The Wizard's Staff", then,' said Glod. 'That always breaks the ice.''OK,' said the troll. He counted on his fingers. 'One, two . . . one, two, many, lots.'The first apple was thrown seven seconds later. It was caught by Glod, who didn't miss a note. But the first banana curved viciously and grounded in his ear.
easy to play?
He hoped there was a god of musicians.
And there is. There are many, one for almost every type of music. Almost every type. But the only one due to watch over Imp that night was Reg, god of club musicians, who couldn't pay much attention because he'd also got three other gigs to do.
'Keep playing!' he hissed.
Imp obeyed, ducking a fusillade of oranges.
In the front row, the ape opened his bag and produced a very large melon.
'Can you see any pears?' said Glod, taking a breath. 'I like pears.'
'I can see a man with a throwing axe!'
'Does it look valuable?''We ready?' said Lias, picking his hammers.The others nodded.'Let's give 'em "The Wizard's Staff", then,' said Glod. 'That always breaks the ice.''OK,' said the troll. He counted on his fingers. 'One, two . . . one, two, many, lots.'The first apple was thrown seven seconds later. It was caught by Glod, who didn't miss a note. But the first banana curved viciously and grounded in his ear.
Thursday, 7 May 2009
Horace Vernet The Lion Hunt
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. . . we want four shifts, staggered around the city. Got a light? Thanks. We don't want the whole guard changing shift at once. On the other hand, you've got to allow each Watch House officer a certain amount of initiative. But we should a spacious garden with a children's tree-house in it and, quite probably, a warm spot by the fire.
And a window, breaking . . .
Gaspode landed on the lawn, and ran like hell towards the fence. Flower-scented bubbles streamed off his coat. He was wearing a ribbon with a bow on it, and carrying in his mouth a bowl labelled MR HUGGY.
He dug his way frantically under the fence and squirmed into the roadmaintain a special squad in Pseudopolis Yard for emergencies . . . look, give me that pencil. Now give me that notebook. Right . . .'Cigar smoke filled the room. The little presentation watch played every quarter of an hour, entirely unheeded.Lady Sybil smiled and shut the door behind her, and went to feed the dragons. 'Dearest Mumm and Dad,Well here is Amazing news for, I am now Captain!! It has been a very busy and vareid Week all round as, I shall now recount. . .' And only one thing more . . .There was a large house in one of the nicer areas of Ankh, with
. . . we want four shifts, staggered around the city. Got a light? Thanks. We don't want the whole guard changing shift at once. On the other hand, you've got to allow each Watch House officer a certain amount of initiative. But we should a spacious garden with a children's tree-house in it and, quite probably, a warm spot by the fire.
And a window, breaking . . .
Gaspode landed on the lawn, and ran like hell towards the fence. Flower-scented bubbles streamed off his coat. He was wearing a ribbon with a bow on it, and carrying in his mouth a bowl labelled MR HUGGY.
He dug his way frantically under the fence and squirmed into the roadmaintain a special squad in Pseudopolis Yard for emergencies . . . look, give me that pencil. Now give me that notebook. Right . . .'Cigar smoke filled the room. The little presentation watch played every quarter of an hour, entirely unheeded.Lady Sybil smiled and shut the door behind her, and went to feed the dragons. 'Dearest Mumm and Dad,Well here is Amazing news for, I am now Captain!! It has been a very busy and vareid Week all round as, I shall now recount. . .' And only one thing more . . .There was a large house in one of the nicer areas of Ankh, with
Monday, 4 May 2009
Pop art why are you still here
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said Carrot, 'I am afraid I shall, with extreme reluctance, be forced to carry out the order I was given just before entering.'
He glanced at Colon. 'That's right, isn't it, sergeant?'
'What? Eh? Well, under his makeup, 'I can have a dozen men in here.'
'Believe me,' said Carrot, 'that will only make it easier for me to obey.'
Dr Whiteface prided himself on his ability to judge character. In Carrot's resolute expression there was nothing but absolute, meticulous honesty. He fiddled with a quill pen andyes—''I would much prefer not to do so, but I have no choice,' said Carrot.Dr Whiteface glared at the two of them.'But this is Guild property! You have no right to . . . to . . .''I don't know about that, I'm only a corporal,' said Carrot. 'But I've never disobeyed a direct order yet, and I am sorry to have to tell you that I will carry out this one fully and to the letter.''Now, see here—'Carrot moved a little closer.'If it's any comfort, I'll probably be ashamed about it,' he said.The clown stared into his honest eyes and saw, as did everyone, only simple truth.'Listen! If I shout,' said Dr Whiteface, going red
said Carrot, 'I am afraid I shall, with extreme reluctance, be forced to carry out the order I was given just before entering.'
He glanced at Colon. 'That's right, isn't it, sergeant?'
'What? Eh? Well, under his makeup, 'I can have a dozen men in here.'
'Believe me,' said Carrot, 'that will only make it easier for me to obey.'
Dr Whiteface prided himself on his ability to judge character. In Carrot's resolute expression there was nothing but absolute, meticulous honesty. He fiddled with a quill pen andyes—''I would much prefer not to do so, but I have no choice,' said Carrot.Dr Whiteface glared at the two of them.'But this is Guild property! You have no right to . . . to . . .''I don't know about that, I'm only a corporal,' said Carrot. 'But I've never disobeyed a direct order yet, and I am sorry to have to tell you that I will carry out this one fully and to the letter.''Now, see here—'Carrot moved a little closer.'If it's any comfort, I'll probably be ashamed about it,' he said.The clown stared into his honest eyes and saw, as did everyone, only simple truth.'Listen! If I shout,' said Dr Whiteface, going red
Tuesday, 28 April 2009
Claude Monet La Grenouillere
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And this,' said Corporal Carrot, 'is the famous commemorative arch celebrating the Battle of Crumhorn. We won it, I think. It's got over ninety statues of famous soldiers. It's something of a landmark.'
'Should have put up a stachoo to the accountants,' said a doggy voice behind Angua. 'First battle in the universe where the enemy stool at the road junction, with his hat over his eyes. He pushed it up.
Afternoon, Mr Carrot. You'll be wanting to see the triumphal arch, will you?'
'Yes, please.' Carrot turned back to Angua. 'Unfortunately, the actual practical design was turned over to Bloody Stupid Johnson.'
The old man eventually produced a small cardboard box from a pocket, and reverentially took off the lid.
'Where is it?'were persuaded to sell their weapons.''Where is it, then?' said Angua, still ignoring Gaspode.Ah. Yes. That's the problem,' said Carrot. 'Excuse me, Mr Scant. This is Mr Scant. Official Keeper of the Monuments. According to ancient tradition, his pay is one dollar a year and a new vest every Hogswatchday.'There was an old man sitting on a
And this,' said Corporal Carrot, 'is the famous commemorative arch celebrating the Battle of Crumhorn. We won it, I think. It's got over ninety statues of famous soldiers. It's something of a landmark.'
'Should have put up a stachoo to the accountants,' said a doggy voice behind Angua. 'First battle in the universe where the enemy stool at the road junction, with his hat over his eyes. He pushed it up.
Afternoon, Mr Carrot. You'll be wanting to see the triumphal arch, will you?'
'Yes, please.' Carrot turned back to Angua. 'Unfortunately, the actual practical design was turned over to Bloody Stupid Johnson.'
The old man eventually produced a small cardboard box from a pocket, and reverentially took off the lid.
'Where is it?'were persuaded to sell their weapons.''Where is it, then?' said Angua, still ignoring Gaspode.Ah. Yes. That's the problem,' said Carrot. 'Excuse me, Mr Scant. This is Mr Scant. Official Keeper of the Monuments. According to ancient tradition, his pay is one dollar a year and a new vest every Hogswatchday.'There was an old man sitting on a
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'What does that mean?' she said.
'I don't know. ladyship's now.'
'Learning to be a gentleman,' said Nobby.
'I'm going to tell him,' said Carrot.
Angua glanced through the grubby window. The moon would be up soon. That was one trouble with cities. The damn thing could be lurking behind a tower if you weren't careful.
'And I'd better be getting back to my lodgings,' she said.
'I'll accompany you,' said Carrot, quickly. 'I ought to go and fiSomething's gone, I suppose. Perhaps it's Mr Gonne's visiting card, whoever he is,' said Nobby. 'Who cares? Let's have ano—'Carrot took the card and turned it over and over in his hands.'Save the pin,' said Cuddy. 'You only get five of them for a penny. My cousin Gimick makes them.''This is important,' said Carrot, slowly. 'The captain ought to know about this. I think he was looking for it.''What's important about it?' said Sergeant Colon. 'Apart from my foot hurting like blazes.''I don't know. The captain'll know,' said Carrot stubbornly.'You tell him, then,' said Colon. 'He's staying up at her
'What does that mean?' she said.
'I don't know. ladyship's now.'
'Learning to be a gentleman,' said Nobby.
'I'm going to tell him,' said Carrot.
Angua glanced through the grubby window. The moon would be up soon. That was one trouble with cities. The damn thing could be lurking behind a tower if you weren't careful.
'And I'd better be getting back to my lodgings,' she said.
'I'll accompany you,' said Carrot, quickly. 'I ought to go and fiSomething's gone, I suppose. Perhaps it's Mr Gonne's visiting card, whoever he is,' said Nobby. 'Who cares? Let's have ano—'Carrot took the card and turned it over and over in his hands.'Save the pin,' said Cuddy. 'You only get five of them for a penny. My cousin Gimick makes them.''This is important,' said Carrot, slowly. 'The captain ought to know about this. I think he was looking for it.''What's important about it?' said Sergeant Colon. 'Apart from my foot hurting like blazes.''I don't know. The captain'll know,' said Carrot stubbornly.'You tell him, then,' said Colon. 'He's staying up at her
Sunday, 26 April 2009
Jean Francois Millet The sower
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in cellars and only came out at night.
Carrot moved through the baking streets with a proprietorial air and a slight patina of honest sweat, occasionally exchanging a greeting. Everyone knew Carrot. He was easily recognizable. No-one else was about two metres tall with flame-red hair. Besides, he walked as if he owned the city.
'Who was that man 'Doesn't look very happy about it,' said Angua.
'Couldn't say.'
'I don't think he likes the new recruits.'
The other thing about Constable Carrot was that he was incapable with the granite face I saw in the Watch House?' said Angua, as they proceeded along Broad Way.'That was Detritus the troll,' said Carrot. 'He used to be a bit of a criminal, but now he's courting Ruby she says he's got to—''No, that man,' said Angua, learning as had so many others that Carrot tended to have a bit of trouble with metaphors. 'Face like thu—face like someone very disgruntled.''Oh, that was Captain Vimes. But he's never been gruntled, I think. He's retiring at the end of the week, and getting married.'
in cellars and only came out at night.
Carrot moved through the baking streets with a proprietorial air and a slight patina of honest sweat, occasionally exchanging a greeting. Everyone knew Carrot. He was easily recognizable. No-one else was about two metres tall with flame-red hair. Besides, he walked as if he owned the city.
'Who was that man 'Doesn't look very happy about it,' said Angua.
'Couldn't say.'
'I don't think he likes the new recruits.'
The other thing about Constable Carrot was that he was incapable with the granite face I saw in the Watch House?' said Angua, as they proceeded along Broad Way.'That was Detritus the troll,' said Carrot. 'He used to be a bit of a criminal, but now he's courting Ruby she says he's got to—''No, that man,' said Angua, learning as had so many others that Carrot tended to have a bit of trouble with metaphors. 'Face like thu—face like someone very disgruntled.''Oh, that was Captain Vimes. But he's never been gruntled, I think. He's retiring at the end of the week, and getting married.'
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