Books

I'm a pretty jaded person when it comes to really popular things, so I tend to avoid them regardless of the actual quality of said popular things. And yet there I was (with Mrs. Suit by my side) at Borders on Friday night, standing in line with a few hundred teenagers dressed in robes and wizard hats - not waiting to buy my reserved copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, but to receive a colored wristband that would allow me to stand in yet another line to buy my reserved copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Yes, I am now officially one of those people, even if I was not in costume. But the thing is, I didn't really care. For once it was nice to part of a huge pop culture movement instead of casting derision on it from the outside. I just wish this particular move...