looking at a star

I had been at the armageddon for most of the day, it was almost 5:30pm, and my feet were dragging 3feet behind me. I was so full of pizza. Pizza hut had been there, and were charging 3dollars a slice, or four for 10dollars. but in the end they were giving away whole ones. so that was me after roughly 2 1/2pizza's. anyway we had started packing up, and along came this older looking guy. earlier i had gone over to take a pic of john ryhs davies and i was able to get an ok pic, bit smudgy though. and so when this guy came round, i recognised that he was the very same john.

I stood up from what i was doing, and said hi. he was like, hi, how's it going guys, we were like, it's been good, pretty brisk trading(the conversation was pretty close to that, don't quote me though).
I stuck out my hand and asked him if i could shake his hand, and that he did.

Then i got this brainwave, i knew that at the stand you had to pay 30dollars to get and autograph and a pic with him, so i quickly grabbed a spiderman poster, of which there were a couple o'hundred, and gave it to him and asked if he would sign it for me. he looked around for a pen, so i handed him a vivid. He wrote, best wishes, John Rhys Davie(in his own style and signature).

I then got carried away on the spur of the moment and asked him if i could have a photo with him, he said why not?.

so i got my phone and gave it to richie(not highly important in this story), john put his hand round my shoulder, i didn't ask him too but he did anyway, and we got a pic with him and the curtis(not highly imporant in this story either) jumped in the next pic that richie took.

So thats about as close as i got and probably as close as i will ever get to hollywood...sigh...

Ommiting Raxworthy

Running up the alley way, he sensed somthing, maybe someone, behind him, tredding lightly behind him. His teacher had been right in saying he would learn to sense things, all those years ago, and now hard train in those arts had paid off. The footfalls became that little bit louder, meanwhile jason increased his speed. He ducked behind a bush. It was just starting to become light, being five a.m. He waits for a minute, and he see's it was someone all along, holding a crowbar with both hands.

Jason then steps, clutching his 1979 combat knife, takes a running jump and throws himself at the now fairly visible man. Jason brings the knife up viciously up the small of his back which brings them both crashing to the ground.

He hears the man muttering incoherently. The stranger turns over, and with obivious pain, says "if that had only been real..."

They both get up, and jason, says "so Darren, it's been good to get that practice in, eh? Well need it sooner or later". Darren rubbing his shoulder, from the rubber knife, said " yeh, but its not you getting banged around is it."

Just then they hear a loud explosion, " get down" yells Jason...

Re: new... publishing... turning... arranging...

My blog is returning from the dead
Weeks ago I tried getting my last blog up. I tried contacting them and rearranging settings and republishing posts but to no avail. Then my wonderful brother (yet to be named or maybe never), said I should delete the blog and renew it with the same name.
The blog is once again in the land of the living.

The $20 dollar question

There was this clothes shop once with a lady as its owner. She had a good range of clothes ranging from jackets to socks.One day a guy came in wanting a jacket. He found the one he was looking for, it was thirteen dollars.He took it up to the counter and handed the lady a twenty dollar note. She looked in the till for change, but finding that she didn't have enough she said, "Sorry about this, I don't have enough change, I'll just pop over to the chemist to get some". She then went to the chemist, and soon returned with some notes and coins. She handed the man the jacket in a bag and seven dollars change.A couple of hours later the chemist came into the shop, and told her that, he "had looked at the note and found that it was counterfeit". She had a quick look at it too, and then handed him another twenty dollar note, then he left the shop.The question is how much money did she lose in the end?

Dont rush. It's hard, otherwise I wouldn't have posted it.

Please post your answers.