Experiencing Technical Difficulties, Please Stand By
Today sees me setting off to visit a number of various family members for a few days, so just as a forewarning, this little bit of nowhere might be inactive for a short while.
I would, however, like to say that sometimes life caters exclusively to one's childhood nostalgia. Yesterday as I was idling around in a local second-hand bookstore, I stumbled across the book
The Flight of Dragons by Peter Dickenson. Years ago, I repeatedly (read: REPEATEDLY) watched an animated movie by the same name that was based on the book. As a sidenote: if anyone thought James Earl Jones' voice was intimidating before, Darth Vader doesn't even hold a candle to the just-plain-malevolent cackling of Omadon.
Stumbling across a book I thought I'd never find, not to mention was starting to wonder if it even existed at all, was one of those rare treats. I nearly hyper-ventilated in the store. I'm glad I didn't. I'm sure the cashier was happy I didn't either. Managing to procure the necessary funds to purchase the book, I skipped happily home with it. When I sat down in my chair and started reading a few parts of the book, I became nine years old again and marveled at the sheer imagination of the book. Granted, because I'm older I can appreciate a lot of the "scientific" nuances in the book regarding how dragons can fly, why they breathe fire, and so forth, but for all intents and purposes, I was squirming around excitedly in my chair the entire time. The idiotic Cheshire Cat's grin of my face was unmistakeable to anyone who looked at me.
So now I have a tangible memento of one of my most-beloved childhood memories. Happy now.
Today's Lesson: when confronted with the choice of buying either kiwi-scented shampoo, or papaya-scented shampoo, go with the kiwi. The scent is not so overbearing, and doesn't make you smell like someone who fell asleep in one of the storage tubs in a jam factory.
posted by Phillip at 8:23 AM
