Imagine
Imagine, if you will, that you are shopping in a big plaza. You go to the Nike outlet, maybe Big Dogs, and the Levi's store. Then you see a lot of people going into this new store. Its called "Awesome Things". Tons of folks are pouring in through the front doors and you decide to see what all the hubbub is about.
As you walk in, you are greeted by tiny clowns riding otters. They give you a bouquet of oysters and trot off. The walls are striped, the roof is polka-dotted, and the floor is covered in water. A hippie that smells like beef jerky ushers you and everyone else into a theater of bubbles and an opera tenor sings some New Orleans jazz.
Everyone is clapping and cheering, and even though you are entertained, all you can do is wonder what the heck is going on and contemplate those brownies your coworker gave you that morning.
That's what it would feel like to tackle the new book "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" without reading any of the previous 6.
Friday night was the Harry Potter midnight extravaganza. I was there. I got my copy (on audio CD). I 'read' it. It rocks; best of the whole series.
Lots of others were there too, and by 'others' I mean complete loonies of every kind. There were shut-ins, spacers, goths, nerds, spazoids, and just enough normies to equal them all out. It was a coudron of potter mirth that was way beyond any social standard.
From this unlikely gaggle of humans, only one guy I spoke to stuck out as truly 'odd'. I had asked him (because I was bored after waiting for 5 hrs) which potter book was his favorite so far; a standard ice-breaker for the night.
He told me he had not read any of them, but thought he would get into it because of all the attention and mania surrounding the launch. I couldn't quite understand his logic, but the previous books did an ok job of providing enough backstory to be autonomous.
After finishing it, I worry about his sanity. The Hallows draws so much from all of the previous stories, that I can't imagine anyone understanding what the heck is going on. I'm so very glad I caught up these last few weeks.
I hope all of you have too, and don't second-guess those brownies.
-Mike
As you walk in, you are greeted by tiny clowns riding otters. They give you a bouquet of oysters and trot off. The walls are striped, the roof is polka-dotted, and the floor is covered in water. A hippie that smells like beef jerky ushers you and everyone else into a theater of bubbles and an opera tenor sings some New Orleans jazz.
Everyone is clapping and cheering, and even though you are entertained, all you can do is wonder what the heck is going on and contemplate those brownies your coworker gave you that morning.
That's what it would feel like to tackle the new book "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" without reading any of the previous 6.
Friday night was the Harry Potter midnight extravaganza. I was there. I got my copy (on audio CD). I 'read' it. It rocks; best of the whole series.
Lots of others were there too, and by 'others' I mean complete loonies of every kind. There were shut-ins, spacers, goths, nerds, spazoids, and just enough normies to equal them all out. It was a coudron of potter mirth that was way beyond any social standard.
From this unlikely gaggle of humans, only one guy I spoke to stuck out as truly 'odd'. I had asked him (because I was bored after waiting for 5 hrs) which potter book was his favorite so far; a standard ice-breaker for the night.
He told me he had not read any of them, but thought he would get into it because of all the attention and mania surrounding the launch. I couldn't quite understand his logic, but the previous books did an ok job of providing enough backstory to be autonomous.
After finishing it, I worry about his sanity. The Hallows draws so much from all of the previous stories, that I can't imagine anyone understanding what the heck is going on. I'm so very glad I caught up these last few weeks.
I hope all of you have too, and don't second-guess those brownies.
-Mike
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