I Like Harry Potter Things

The Secret Origin

It’s interesting reading that post – it seems even then I knew it was something orangier and roundier than it appeared. Also of note: the term wasn’t actually attached to the synthetic ball when it was created…that’s crazy.)

It would almost be a crime against myself not to mention the final demise of the Orange Roundie, at least as far as the NBA goes. They’re all-leather, all-the-time, for-all-time, it appears.

Of course, the Orange Roundie can never really die, as noted in this completely random thing I had nothing to do with at all.

But really, the death of a composite (he’ll always be “synthetic” to me) basketball is nothing compared to the true anguish people go through when Harry Potter 6 gets pushed back seven months.

Jean Fink, a 51-year-old Los Angeles artist who also works as an administrative assistant, was so distraught after a night of fitful sleep that she dashed off a scathing message to the man who’d betrayed her. “I can’t breath amymore [sic] because you just ripped out my heart,” she wrote in an Aug. 15 email.

Really?

Now, I don’t want to rip on Jean too much, but how do you get all the way to age 51 and feel that passionate about a children’s book series about magic tricks?

I mean, I’m not nearly 51, but I’ve already reached the point wherein you realize seven months isn’t that long at all.

If they were just scrapping it altogether, I could see not being able to breathe anymore, but even then, I think I’d find a way to start breathing again before spending my last moments ripping off emails to the head of Warner Brothers.

One of the earliest things I remember my father teaching me was, “Son…if you’re dead, you can’t watch Harry Potter movies at all.”

This was a full 15 years before Harry Potter existed, so like my dad is a pretty impressive guy, regardless of whether that’s even good advice.