Saturday, while we were at the Giant, I picked up a copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, because the guy who does Real Life really, really liked the books, and he likes a disturbing number of the same things that Amelia and I do.

Also, they had it in paperback, with a semi-sane cover (ie, dark blue w/ copper letters, and no scary drawing of Harry on the front).

I started reading it this morning, at about 7am while I waited for my breakfast to cook. I finished it before noon. I haven’t read a book in a single morning in ages. Haven’t really wanted to. This thing was fucking awesome, tho. You should read it. And I should read the other books. And then we should see the movie.

I, um. I highly recommend we wait till it comes out on video, tho. I’m thinking all the children flooding the theaters would pretty much kill any coolness the flick bears.