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Brenna on the Tiltawhirl


August 27, the day we had planned to visit the CNE in Toronto, was a sticky 30°C (88°F), probably the hottest day in a cool, wet summer. Danny djjo took the day off to join me and the girls. We met at his house and took the Ossington bus down to Exhibition Place. One of the first points on our agenda was to meet Monique, but due to mishaps this took considerable time. Meanwhile the clouds burst, lightning flashed and the midway shut down for a few minutes. Finally we headed for the midway.

First Marian, Danny and I went on the Polar Express. I almost lost my lunch. They went on one or two more dare-devilish rides as well. I joined Brenna on the Tilt-a-whirl and a rollercoaster. I closed my eyes on most of the hills, but near the end forced myself to look. Marian and I suffer from vertigo, but Brenna does not. She attempted the climbing rock, a sport at which she is fairly skilled.

I hadn't visited the CNE since I was about 12.

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Since reading four books in the series this summer, I have been having dreams in which I am Harry Potter. Usually I'm involved in some kind of conflict with the Death Eaters. Yesterday in the car I told my daughters about the most recent one.

We were fighting Lucius Malfoy in a castle. He was standing in the centre of a wide corridor, casting spells so quickly and powerfully that no one could approach him to get a line of fire. An A-Team version of Ron was there, like a pumped up wrestler with red stubble on his scalp and chin. Of course I, Harry, was not allowed to engage in the melee because I was the Death Eaters' target and my friends were protecting me. True to Harry's character, I was angry and impatient with the situation, so I came up with a plan of my own. I rigged a large cloth tarpaulin across the high ceiling of the room where Malfoy was fighting. It hung from hooks around the perimeter. I climbed up a ladder and started exclaiming "Accio water!" to fill the cloth. Once it was full, I envisioned cutting the hooks. The weight of the water would knock Malfoy onto the floor and give everyone a chance to make a major offensive.

My efforts were interrupted by Ron, who came back from the fighting with a booboo on his arm. My job was supposed to be to look after the casualties, so I looked after Ron's booboo.

"A booboo!" Marian and Brenna squeaked hysterically.

"It was a dangerous fight," I explained, "much more dangerous than the previous dream where we were playing mini golf against the Death Eaters. Albus Dumbledore was in that dream, and he was winning. He wasn't around in this one, which made Harry suspicious."

"You could have used your club on Malfoy," said Brenna.

"You're so serious when you tell it," Marian squealed.

I didn't tell them the most recent dream was also erotic. I Harry had a huge crush on muscleman Ron and wanted to lose my virginity to him. I had never experienced penetration, but had done my homework and knew what to expect the first time. When Ron came back to the field hospital I made my request and he accepted. Unfortunately I woke up at that point. My dreams always end on the verge of consummation. I guess Hermione and the others were left to the devastations of Malfoy.

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My summer reading:

1. The Golden Compass, by Philip Pullman


2. The Subtle Knife, by PP


3. The Amber Spyglass, by PP


4. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, by J.K. Rowling


5. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, by JKR


6. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, by JKR


7. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, by JKR


8. The Joy Luck Club, by Amy Tan


9. The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency, by Alexander McCall Smith


10. Tears of the Giraffe, by AMS


11. Cat Crimes, edited by Martin H. Greenburg and Ed Gorman (not finished yet)


12. Always Coming Home, by Ursula K. LeGuin (just started. Wow!)