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I MUST HAVE Good Omens. WHY DOES BORDERS NOT HAVE IT?

So some people are discussing casting of characters in Discworld movies, should there ever be any Discworld movies (there should). And it's all books I haven't read. Stupid. And they think Alan Rickman should be Vetinari. And I say WTF man (in my head, not posting) because Vetinari should be hot and AR is not hot.

And I still can't see Vetinari with a beard even though it's canon. Woe.

And Hugh Jackman as Vimes? So not.

But Brendan Fraser could be Carrot. And Danny DeVito could be CMOT Dibbler.

I think that I think too much about these things.

Why is there no perfect role for Johnny Depp? Wah. Because a Discworld movie would totally rock, but everything with Johnny is just better.

And how obsessed am I?

So I've been reading the Discworld community. And I was all, many of these books which I have not read sound great. Must have them.

So Dad came home, and I immediately pounced.

NAE: You owe me forty-five dollars.
DAD: Are you sure?
NAE: Well, maybe forty. Take me to Borders.
DAD: All right. I have to go to SportMart anyway.
NAE: And pay me back, as well.
DAD: (to Mom) Do we have any money to pay back Naodrith?
MOM: When did Naodrith lend you money?
NAE: For your Mother's Day gifts.
DAD: When *someone* forgot to give me the checkbook.

We went to SportMart. I whined about Borders being a block away and wanting to go. Then arrived, fairly vibrating with joy. Since each book costs seven dollars, and I had forty, I decided that I could afford five.

I immediately pounced on the store's only copy of Good Omens. Then I snatched up Mort, Soul Music, and Thief of Time. Then I hopped over to the YA section, agonized for awhile because it's set up so weird, and finally found The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents.

So, five books. Then, out of curiosity, danced on up to the music section. Behold, Avril Lavigne had a new CD out. Thirteen bucks.

NAE: Must...have...CD! But...the books...

Went looking for Dad to complain about this dilemma. Found Robert (little brother) instead.

NAE: Where's Dad?
ROBERT: Dunno.
NAE: (dances around impatiently for five seconds) Okay, I'll complain to you! These books cost thirty-five dollars. But Avril Lavigne! And only have forty dollars! And...woe!
ROBERT: I have ninety dollars.
NAE: Lend me money and I will love you forever.
ROBERT: I don't know...I could give you a ten...
NAE: I shall pay you back *twenty.*
ROBERT: ...then I'll have a hundred dollars! (eagerly forks over money)
NAE: Yay! I love you!

Rushed back upstairs to fetch the CD. Juggles everything while looking at graphic novels. Then idly peruses store and discovers a biography of Douglas Adams. By Neil Gaiman.

NAE: Gaah! *Want!*

About this time, Dad shows up again.

DAD: Isn't that a bit obsessive?
NAE: No. Kidding. (already planning LJ post about obsessiveness)
DAD: ...I thought I only gave you forty dollars.
NAE: Robert lent me money.
DAD: Oh God.

Bopped around for awhile while Robert searched for a guide to making his own computer game, little geek that he is. Found beautiful guide to ancient Egypt for fifteen dollars.

NAE: (consumed with desire) Hathor...Hathor...
DAD: (looking at art books) Look at this picture.
NAE: It is like the flying carpet in Sourcery. Waaaant this...
DAD: I like this one, too.
NAE: Very nice, very nice...Valley of the Kings...Maat...
DAD: Are you ready yet?
NAE: I've been ready forever!

So, checking out, and the clerk was a very nice woman.

CLERK: Terry Pratchett! He's my favorite author!
NAE: I know! Mine too!
CLERK: I met him once!

There was much chattering. She informed me that he will be in Boston this August. I was very close to actually saying "squee!" Then I informed her that the new book is coming out in October.

On the way out...

DAD: Do you think I should have told her that you don't actually *read* the books?

I don't know where he's coming from sometimes.

NAE: Let's go to Boston! We're already going to Boston! Mom wants to go to Boston! Take me to Boston!
DAD: I'm not going anywhere near Boston during the Democratic Convention.
NAE: BUT TERRY PRATCHETT.

Then, of course...

NAE: So, are you going to take us to see The Day After Tomorrow the day after tomorrow?
DAD: Cute.
NAE: Oh, come on.
DAD: You know, that's a film for tree-huggers.
NAE: But tornadoes! Tidal waves! Deranged wolves!

He is not persuaded. I'm working on it, though.

American Idol depressed me. Then again, I've been more or less constantly depressed since Amy left, so...overall, good evening.

OH

The convention with Terry Pratchett is on Labor Day Weekend.

Oh, I want to go. Oh, so much. Ohh, can't it be in the summer? You just know the fam will be all but-how-can-you-go-to-school-after-being-up-all-weekend. And oh, oh, I want to go so much. It's going to be fabulous, I can tell. And I could even pay my own way. Oh, please, wanna go...but will need supervision, so Dad will have to come too...

How much are airplane tickets from Milwaukee to Boston going for these days?