That’s right, people. We’re starting the countdown. It’s silly, I know, but I can’t help myself. Thirty days until July 18th, when How to Deal officially hits theatres. Bear with me.
Today I have so many things I want to touch on, but I don’t want to bore you with a long entry so I’ll try to be concise. (Not my strong point: notice how long it has taken me to explain that I want to be concise. But I digress.)
First: the Harry Potter thing. Good God, could this be more out of control? Books stolen. Books put out before The Embargo Date of 12:01 Sat (this all seems very governmental to me, really). Mania beyond all mania. My question is, what is J.K. Rowling doing right now? Is she freaking out? Is she making coffee and reading the paper, blissfully uncaring? If it was me, I’d be under the bed. That’s become the big joke between me and my best friend Bianca about all this movie stuff, which is really just an itty-bitty percentage of what Rowling must be going through: but still, I have moments where it’s so totally exciting and then totally terrifying. The worst case scenario is that I flip out and crawl under the bed to calm myself down. I don’t think it will happen, but it’s nice to know it’s an option, just in case: kind of like Spinal Tap taking it to eleven. That’s my eleven, going under the bed. When I’m writing a daily entry like this from under then, be afraid. Be very afraid. As far as J.K. Rowling, though, she’s probably used to it. But still. It must be intense.
(My husband wants to go buy the new book right away. He LOVES Harry Potter, has read all the books. He hasn’t, however, read all of mine. What’s that about? Again, I digress.)
Secondly, I just have to say something about the Justin and Kelly movie, which is out this weekend. In this article from USA Today, they say that they’re not prescreening it for critics, not a good sign. But you know for the real fans of these two—it wouldn’t matter anyway. They just want to see the movie, crtics be damned. Gotta love that. My favorite part of the article, though, is this exchange, which is totally bizarre:
Q: Has the scrutiny altered how you live your lives?
Justin: I really haven’t stopped doing anything I wanted. I miss doing the heroin. But you know, I bought a better silver spoon.
Kelly: Yeah, I do whatever I want.
Justin: I went out the night before last, and last night to some place in the Village.
Kelly: I didn’t get to go out. I was working.
Justin: The great thing about our fans is that they’re so cool. They’re just chill. No one freaks out.
What? Huh? I know it’s a joke. But it’s just so bizarre.
Finally, some really good news in a week that could use some: the goats are back. (For those of you just tuning in, go back and read the end of this entry to get caught up.) I drove past the house yesterday, and there they were, back in the pen, running around. I think they’re the same goats: they look the same, anyway. Where they’ve been, I have no idea. Touring the world? Resting at an undisclosed location? I’ll probably never know. But it cheered me so much to see that they were alive and well. It made me happy enough to jump on the bed, which is at the other end of the spectrum from crawling under it. Two extremes, and I fall within them every single day. But the goats are back. And you have to love that.
have a good day everyone!