Oh man oh man oh man did I have an awesome time last night.
You know how I said I was going to lay serious pipe in someone I'd never see again?  Scratch that last bit. Dana was AWESOME and we are totally going out again.  I never would have dreamed in a million billion fucktillion years that I'd run into to someone who was good, giving, and game for all my kinks at a motherfucking Harry Potter book release.  God damn, we practically rocked my old fishing cabin to the GROUND.  Booker's + Gray Goose + Old Raj + Sea Wynde + Grand Marnier + genuine Vermont maple syrup + Whole Earth organic cola (hey, what's the point of making a $4000 Hat if you're going to skimp on the cola.) = MAGIC HANGOVER-FREE SEX SAUCE.  Maybe it should be renamed the Felis Felicis, because that's how it makes one feel.

Protest was a wash.  Benham got arrested yesterday (WTF Birmingham cops?  I know you're a little touchy about people protesting All Woman because people have tried to blow it up twice, but there was no violence there, just a little friendly shouting.  He wasn't even reading any particularly lurid verses, just some words of encouragement) and everyone was quiet and just ready to go back home.

I've changed my mind about the book(which I bought at a grocery store near the cabin before I even went to Books-A-Million, BTW) after we started reading it aloud in our fake accents and giggling.  It's really, really good if you ignore the epilogue and don't take it seriously at all. I'll take my cousin's wife the copy I bought for her (she couldn't go due to having just had a kid a week ago) after I get some sleep.  I need sleep.