And so consider this a public service announcement: If you, like me, are fantasizing about moving to the land of tea and biscuits, you'll need to get a microchip placed in your dog, cat, or ferret(!), after which said pet will need a rabies vaccination, followed by a blood test taken at least six months before you'll be landing in the UK. Otherwise, your wuvable wittle Snookums will languish in quarantine for six whole months, which is probably enough time for you to be deported for insufficient football fanaticism.
In other pet news, I've spent ages wondering what a budgie is, and I had finally determined that it must be some sort of wombatty, squirrel-like rodent.
Um, not so much. A budgerigar is just an effing parakeet. I should look things up before making up elaborate backstories involving marsupial/rodent migrations from Morocco (aided and abetted by flightless birds with hearts of gold). Whatever. It was a good story. Anyway, the one below has a British accent. (And when it says, "Harold, Theodora, Nick'las, Nick'las," don't be fooled. It's actually saying knickers!)
If anyone who is in or near Massachusetts is as excited as I am about Half-Blood Prince, you should totally go see Harry and the Potters play a show in a cave (well, a chasm) in Sutton, Mass., this Tuesday night. These guys put on The. Most. Fun. Shows. Ever. And join them at a midnight showing of HBP in the local theater after their cave show! I wish, wish, wish I could be there. But "going to see a wizard rock band play in a cave" does not actually carry the same weight as a doctor's note, apparently, so there's no getting off of work for that one.
Also, check out What Would Dumbledore Do? over at the HP Alliance for a collection of blogs relating wizarding world morals to Muggle world morals. Totally inspirational. And very, very Dumbledore.
As the man himself would say, "Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
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