Daisy Jane, I'm so very sorry, for your friend and for everyone left behind. Just so very sorry. My thoughts are with all of you.
Emeline's life of crime and MM the Evil Time-Out Enforcer are terribly cute and entertaining. Also, any mention of Emeline is making me grin, because I saw Perkins get her birthday presentt on Saturday, and it is head-'splodey with the cuteness.
Saw Perkins and MG this weekend, huzzah! The spare room is shaping up nicely, and Perkins's place is well on its way to thorough fabulosity. It still needs a bit more fabulousness, as well as more stuff on the walls, but a good start was made, despite being frequently impeded by Ozzie stalking underneath our feet and tripping us up, occasionally flumping down on a stack of whatever we were working on.
And now I've seen Goblet of Fire twice in two days. It was just exactly as good the second time (though not so emotionally overwhelming, which is probably a good thing), but the audience kinda sucked. Lots of noisemaking, lots of people getting up and putting on backpacks and hats and possibly giant puppet heads and walking back and forth in front of the screen.
During the last scene between Harry and Dumbledore, that very quiet and mournful and fatherly scene, two teenage girls got up and left and as they were heading out, exactly during a moment of deeply felt silence onscreen, one of them called out in a high clear voice, "Well, FUCK DAMN, bitch!" and then they both giggled their way out of the auditorium. So at least I now know for certain that I have no paranormal mental powers and cannot use my brain as a weapon, because if I could those girls would've been really most sincerely dead.
And two seconds after they left, a toddler right behind us started opening a bag of Funyuns. Very, very slowly. ::crackle crackle crackle:: "Harry, I know you--" ::crinkle crinkle:: "Yes, sir, I--" ::crumple snap crack crack crinkle:: "We should have--" ::MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH::
Funyun Toddler, second against the wall when the revolution comes, right after the FUCK DAMN Gigglers.
But the Saturday night audience at the South Bay theater with Perkins and MG? Enthusiastic but crinkle and fuck damn-free, and there were a bunch of kids at the earlier showing wearing Hogwarts robes, and the boy in line immediately behind us was wearing a hobbit cloak and reading a copy of Bone. Best kid-in-line-for-a-movie Evar.