According to Yahoo, Madeleine L’Engle just died. That really sucks. I was a huge fan of her book, A Wrinkle In Time, and some of the other books in the series, although that’s the one that I remember the best. She was 88 years old, and apparently died of natural causes.
So, I’ve aquired a new, small, metal/plastic/electronic thingy. I broke down and finally got a cell phone. It’s pretty cool, and I think that I’ve figured out all the things that it does, but I’m sure that it’ll surprise me with some things. This is really the first time that I’ve had a real mobile phone – aside from a TracPhone that was a piece of crap. If anything, it’ll help me keep in touch with people whom I haven’t heard from in a while.
Rusty Jacobs, one of the founding members of the Vermont Irish/Folk band died last week. He will be really missed.
For a while after I saw Babylon 5, lent to me by a good friend of mine, I wondered what it would have looked like with updated graphics (They’ve extremely dated now). Now, this trailer just hit the web, for the Lost Tales DVD that’s due out next week.
Oh my god, I’m getting chills like you wouldn’t believe just watching some of that.
Happy 25th Anniversary to my mom and dad (Yesterday). We had about 60 people over at our house for the afternoon, which was fun, because it was a lot of people that I hadn’t seen for a while. Of course, it meant that there was a lot of explaining about what I was up to, which was good and bad.
Mom and Dad were thrilled, because they didn’t plan it, and they’ve been very happy for the past 25 years. Here’s to another quarter century.
I’ve personally been dreading tonight for a good part of the week now. As a bookstore employee, I’ve been preoccupied for a very long time with the upcoming release of the seventh and last Harry Potter novel, which will be released tomorrow, if you’re not willing to go online and search for the scans of the pages that have hit the internet. I’ve been dreading it for a number of reasons, the main one being the sheer amount of people that’ll be coming into our store. Customers have become an irritation of mine for a while now. Whoever said: The customer is always right was probably just some pompus jackass who was annoyed that someone wasn’t waiting on him. (It actually probably wasn’t, but it’s probably been purpetuated by that type of person.) Most of the customers that’ll be in line will be the really excited Harry Potter fans, and this is another wearisome part for me. Because along with them will be the “Harry Potter is the greatest book of all time” and so on sort of speeches and praises that I’ve been hearing more and more of.
Harry Potter is not the next greatest thing in the world. Not even close.
I was first introduced to the series through my sister, when I was a freshman in High School, nearly eight years ago. I was hooked on the first book from the get-go, and must have read it a dozen times. Same with the second and third books. I remember, much to my annoyance, that the day I finished the first book, there was a blizzard here and I was given a three day weekend, when I’d planned on getting the second and third books from the school library. I wasn’t a happy person for that weekend.
I read the forth book, and the fifth when they came out, but by this time, my fanboy love for the series cooled a bit as I discovered other fantasty books that were much better, in terms of reading level and overall plot. Even books considered to be in the same genre, such as Philip Pullman’s Dark Materials and Ursula K. LeGuin’s Earthsea, not to mention LeEngle’s Wrinkle in Time, which I’d rediscovered. In general, better reads.
By the time book six came out, I’d only read book five twice, and until this summer, I’d only given book six a quick read once.
This past June and July, I got all the books together and went through them all, in between other books that I was reading. My opinion on the series is about the same as it was a couple years ago now. They’re fun books. Not the best in the world, and certainly not the best written, but they’re light, fun and entertaining.
In about twelve hours, we’ll be done with the rest of the sales for the evening (about 2 am) and I’ll be home, with a copy of the newest book, because I am interested to see what happens with the series. I remember thinking in high school, then calculating out when the last book would be released, and I came up with it coming out around my last year of college. I remember wondering what would happen in the series over those remaining books, and what would happen in my life over the next decade before I got to read the last volume. Now, I’m out of college, and I can’t help feeling that giddy feeling that a part of my childhood is about to close up. Not even the fanboys can ruin that.
SO, there’s Zombies out and about. Everywhere. The nice thing about living in such a rural state that they’re few and far between. And, fortunently, because Vermont has some really lax gun laws and when some poor sucker does get bitten and infected, well, they’re eliminated pretty darn quickly.
So, I stayed at home for most of the morning, catching up on my reading (I tallied up the page counts of all my books, and it’s like 8700 pages or something like that), reading up on the Falklands War and the Grand Canyon, and added the Zombie Survival Handbook to my to get list.
I had a meeting in town, so I added some reinforcements to my windshield and packed a cricket bat, and drove into school, where I got to talk about my paper and Normandy trip for the Norwich Record, the school’s alumni newsletter. Oddly, there doesn’t seem to be a whole lot of zombies around the military college. I thought that I saw a couple, but they turned out to be football players hanging around for summer school. I think. Went over to the pizza place to get lunch, and ended up penned up in the bookstore while a couple lumbered around, while I found a heavy book to swat them with, getting my lunch (although I’m not really hungry any more) and beat a quick retreat to the school again to use the computer. I dread to think about how many will be around the mall where Walden Books is. Fortunently, we’ve got several heavy bibles to hit them with, a long metal pole and numerous copies of the Zombie Survival Handbook, as well as two crazy co-workers, so I think that we’ll be the best off of all the stores. Walmart’s been infested for years, so I think they’re a lost cause.
So, yeah, I’m in London right now. Horribly jet lagged, and about to set out to find another Norwich Student. Made it over okay, revisiting some old haunts. It’s good to be back.
I was looking around IMDB for some information about the upcoming movie, The Golden Compass, based off of the book by the same name, and found this picture:
I’ve been there. Walked down that very pathway, with Barbara, Will and Fran, and again later when I went with the Marymount students and on my own during my time in Oxford. I figured I’d recognize some locations from Oxford, but I never really figured that I would have been in some of the areas where they did some filming.
I’m really awaiting this movie – aside from the fact that I’ve been in Oxford, it’s one of my personal favorite books, and one of the best fantasy novels out there. On top of that, I’ve met Philip Pullman, the author of the trilogy, while in Oxford, which was one of the most memorable experiences while I was out there. Man, I can’t wait to see this on the big screen. Hopefully, it’ll turn out to be true to the book.