At last week's Sizzling Book Club Chat, Elyssa gave us the link to a cover that was incredibly dull. I called The Most Boring Cover Ever. She called it “Real estate pron, I guess?” Have a look:
WHAT happened in Comfort Cove? Were all the people sucked up by alien spaceships? Holy crap, are Mulder and Scully or the Doctor going to show up any minute and fix this cover? Or is the basketball the protagonist, much like that beaver in that misguided Mel Gibson movie?
This is a mystery, and a perfect candidate for Caption That Cover. Your job: Caption It! The basketball? The houses? The trees? The clouds? Who knows? It's totally up to you – get crazy with the Cheez Whiz. Best caption wins a $25 gift card to the bookstore of the winner's choosing – and you're free to like and promote and congratulate effusively the captions you like best to try to sway my selection. Sway me, sway me like those frightening still trees on that cover.
You've got 48 hours: ready, set, caption… in Comfort Cove!
You can eat a McNugget, you can drink a McFlurry. But a McMansion will eat you.
“Mom always said ‘Don’t Play Ball in the House.’ “
We are all at Starbucks, please come rob us.
As happened every Thursday, aka “date night”, the husband came home and had tepid sex with his wife, for approximately 9 minutes. There was no foreplay as neither had the energy or, to be honest, the desire.
The act was quiet, as it always was, and thus unbeknownst to the teenage son who was having a date night of his own, with himself (again) in his bedroom.
Although a lot of sex was going on in the house, it was a lot of bad sex. Silent, furtive sex that was a placeholder until the real sex—the good, pulsating, passionate sex—they expected would surely one day come into their lives.
A few minutes later, a neighborhood kid would see the basketball in the driveway and kick it into the street, for no apparent reason.
jill
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