We pause to appreciate the loveliness of a Thursday that allowed me to loathe a coworker one moment, and think that perhaps she wasn’t so bad the next. That allowed me to drive home humming oldies, and later spend a good half hour rolling around on the floor with a Nerf Gun humming “Mission Impossible.” We thank the Thursday gods for dogs who appreciate such silliness, and who didn’t laugh when every single dart I fired missed the target by six inches.
Nerf guns, I warn you (while we’re paused like this) have quickly become a theme in this blog. A theme that will likely continue; even Tom Cruise needs target practice.
As for Inheritance: since I haven’t finished, I will only say that I’m happy the book is here at last. I was first handed Eragon in 6th grade, by my reigning favorite teacher. Not being one for fantasy, it took me a few tries to get into it, but when I finally did, I loved it. This love has risen and fallen since then, mostly due to Mr. Paolini’s tendency to take three years to write one book. Still, Inheritance is here now. I coveted it all over Europe, and now it’s finally in my hands. Excuse me while I get back to my reading.