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We Are Legion (We Are Bob) (Bobiverse, #1)
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avg rating 4.27 — 117,345 ratings — published 2016
For We Are Many (Bobiverse, #2)
by (shelved 106 times as bobiverse)
avg rating 4.37 — 70,192 ratings — published 2017
All These Worlds (Bobiverse, #3)
by (shelved 105 times as bobiverse)
avg rating 4.40 — 61,522 ratings — published 2017
Heaven's River (Bobiverse, #4)
by (shelved 79 times as bobiverse)
avg rating 4.29 — 34,403 ratings — published 2020
Not Till We Are Lost (Bobiverse, #5)
by (shelved 43 times as bobiverse)
avg rating 4.31 — 15,332 ratings — published 2024
The Bobiverse (Signed Limited Edition)
by (shelved 3 times as bobiverse)
avg rating 4.74 — 1,688 ratings — published 2018
The Singularity Trap (Audible Audio)
by (shelved 1 time as bobiverse)
avg rating 4.05 — 14,285 ratings — published 2018
A New Eden (The Betaverse, #1)
by (shelved 1 time as bobiverse)
avg rating 3.65 — 331 ratings — published 2023
The Martian (Hardcover)
by (shelved 1 time as bobiverse)
avg rating 4.42 — 1,257,436 ratings — published 2011
“Thank God for family. And than GOD for a couple of miles of distance.”
― We Are Legion (We Are Bob)
― We Are Legion (We Are Bob)
“What does kaheerakah mean?”
“Caťaoireaca. It’s Irish for chairs.”
“Chairs? You toast furniture in Ireland?”
Bridget laughed. “There’s a story. Probably apocryphal…”
I made a rolling motion with my hand.
“Okay, but remember, you asked.”
She settled herself and poured another glass of paint thinner. “There was this Brit who decided to stop at Hotel Rosslare in County Wexford. He had a few, then a few more, then he decided to be friendly. So he asked the barmaid how you say ‘cheers’ in Irish.”
Bridget smiled wickedly. “And you know how the Brits massacre the English language, so she thought he said ‘chairs’, and she told him. Whereupon he bought a round for the house, turned to the other patrons, raised his glass, and said Caťaoireaca.”
― For We Are Many
“Caťaoireaca. It’s Irish for chairs.”
“Chairs? You toast furniture in Ireland?”
Bridget laughed. “There’s a story. Probably apocryphal…”
I made a rolling motion with my hand.
“Okay, but remember, you asked.”
She settled herself and poured another glass of paint thinner. “There was this Brit who decided to stop at Hotel Rosslare in County Wexford. He had a few, then a few more, then he decided to be friendly. So he asked the barmaid how you say ‘cheers’ in Irish.”
Bridget smiled wickedly. “And you know how the Brits massacre the English language, so she thought he said ‘chairs’, and she told him. Whereupon he bought a round for the house, turned to the other patrons, raised his glass, and said Caťaoireaca.”
― For We Are Many
