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Great weekend!
Jun. 14th, 2009 09:43 pmWinding down from a generally fantastic weekend. :) We hosted the all-too-infrequent Bay Area Storyreading at our house Saturday night - shouts to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nezumiko , orichalcum , cerebralpaladin , and other non-LJ friends. While the two 3-year-olds were around, we read picture books. Selections included Two Bad Ants (in which (a) the author had clearly had an ant infestation and took revenge and (b) the moral of the story is that if you do your own thing you'll get into big trouble), the slightly surreal Pete and Pickles (in which a pig and an elephant come to be great friends - the idea was based on a sketch done by author Berkeley Breathed's five-year-old daughter), and the incredibly surreal Hedgie Blasts Off (in which all the scientists are dogs who dress in hazmat suits even when writing entirely accurate orbital equations on blackboards, all the reporters are birds, and Hedgie the hedgehog goes up in a spaceship and saves the day). Those who could stay later started on Gaiman's The Graveyard Book, which will probably be the semi-official post-bedtime long. Great stuff.
And today we went and saw Wicked, which was much better than I'd expected it to be given how much I knew its story diverged from Gregory Maguire's book. It deserves an entry of its own; I hope I get the chance to write about it soon.
nezumiko , orichalcum , cerebralpaladin , and other non-LJ friends. While the two 3-year-olds were around, we read picture books. Selections included Two Bad Ants (in which (a) the author had clearly had an ant infestation and took revenge and (b) the moral of the story is that if you do your own thing you'll get into big trouble), the slightly surreal Pete and Pickles (in which a pig and an elephant come to be great friends - the idea was based on a sketch done by author Berkeley Breathed's five-year-old daughter), and the incredibly surreal Hedgie Blasts Off (in which all the scientists are dogs who dress in hazmat suits even when writing entirely accurate orbital equations on blackboards, all the reporters are birds, and Hedgie the hedgehog goes up in a spaceship and saves the day). Those who could stay later started on Gaiman's The Graveyard Book, which will probably be the semi-official post-bedtime long. Great stuff.And today we went and saw Wicked, which was much better than I'd expected it to be given how much I knew its story diverged from Gregory Maguire's book. It deserves an entry of its own; I hope I get the chance to write about it soon.
