I Harry Potter
Sep. 4th, 2004 03:41 pm
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
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.
Photo gallery (8 pics)
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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:
- The Golden Compass, by Philip Pullman
- The Subtle Knife, by PP
- The Amber Spyglass, by PP
- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, by J.K. Rowling
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, by JKR
- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, by JKR
- Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, by JKR
- The Joy Luck Club, by Amy Tan
- The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency, by Alexander McCall Smith
- Tears of the Giraffe, by AMS
- Cat Crimes, edited by Martin H. Greenburg and Ed Gorman (not finished yet)
- Always Coming Home, by Ursula K. LeGuin (just started. Wow!)
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Date: 2004-09-04 12:52 pm (UTC)I am Ruxis Maphel.
haha. i named my journal "I am Ruxis Maphel" for the rest of the day. :D
i would live in the Potterverse if i could!
p.s. love the photo. :)
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Date: 2004-09-04 01:06 pm (UTC)In my favourite dream of all time I was Siguerny Weaver as Dian Fossey in the 23rd Century, hijacking a space freighter full of live Earth animals bound for a zoo in the Alpha Centauri system. I set the poachers adrift in deep space, and turned the ship back towards post-apocalyptic Earth.
The past few years I've remembered very few dreams, so these Potter fantasies were a refreshing delight. As usual they were a little scary while I was dreaming them, but a source of mirth upon waking.
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Date: 2004-09-04 01:13 pm (UTC)you appear to have a very creative subconscious. :)
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
Date: 2004-09-04 01:15 pm (UTC)John's ex-wife Bernadette once dreamed about rollerskating down the aisle of a church in service, with a pigeon on top of her head. Many a drunken nights we sat and contemplated the meaning of that dream, and just could never figure it out.
Re: Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
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Date: 2004-09-04 06:23 pm (UTC)i love the pics
the one where she is climbing the wall is superb, and the one where you are in the pic with her is really great too.
be well
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Date: 2004-09-04 07:56 pm (UTC)(Oh and your postcard arrived; Stephe was much perplexed as to why *I* was getting postcards from strange men [amused grin])
Love that laugh!
Date: 2004-09-04 09:28 pm (UTC)It was a great day, minus this mix up meeting Monique. Which went better than it could have!
Lot's of great sounding books. I must try and read the Ursula K. LeGuin one this year.
Hugs and smooches! Time to get some sleep. Danny
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Date: 2004-09-05 09:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-05 10:04 am (UTC)Re: Love that laugh!
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Date: 2004-09-05 08:22 pm (UTC)Cleanup is going well and glad to hear you had a good time with Jon!
Date: 2004-09-05 09:06 pm (UTC)Glad you had a good time last night. The camping sounds like it will be a nice change a restfull way to spend a weekend. I know I'm feeling the need to get away from Toronto pretty bad right now.
Night love and talk to you tomorrow. Smooches! Danny
Re: Cleanup is going well and glad to hear you had a good time with Jon!
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