Harry rocked the house -- the movie house, that is.
The biggest opening ever for an HP flick. That will show the pundits who were shaking their heads about the shrinking box office potential of the series.
Since I rarely enjoy anything that's a bonafide hit, this is a pleasure.
And in the meantime, we had a lovely drive to the sunny Oregon coast, got to see the exhibit set up in Seaside for the Lewis & Clark bicentennial, and got home in time to get the grocery shopping done and for me to get a couple thousand words written. I'm still at it, looking for the next date-specific segment holder. (I have four left to go, and I need subject matter.) I need to find meaningful events to write about from 1993, 1994, 1996 and 1998. I have all the other years covered.
It's 11:30 p.m. here, but I'm determined to get to that 30,000 word mark, although it's not likely to happen now on 'Sunday,' unless I type like a friggin' madman!
(And before I left today, I wrote another drabble for Jim's challenge at ka100
, one featuring Alecto.
Federer lost today! (And to Nalbandian, of all people.) It was supposedly a great match, but I missed it. Not sure I would have watched anyway . . .
Back to work!
ETA: Got to 30,585! (I wrote 5,165 words today.)