Jimmy and Harry

Preface: It's been too long since I have utilized writing as my creative, therapeutic outlet. Being several months removed from my beloved Opinions Editor post, my muse grows weary with my continued negligence. Sorry, muse. Prepare then, all ye brave and faitful, for my random musings, rants, and (hopefully) insights.

Friday, July 20 was one of the better days in recent memory. I had anticipated the release of The Deathly Hallows since finishing book 6 a couple weeks ago. Ergo, the release of the newest book already dictated that this heavenly decreed a good day.

The day improved exponentially when my brother Nick interrupted my painting project, bearing the good tidings of Jimmy Eat World appearing that night in Lawrence at the old Granada theatre. Ticket price? A paltry sum of $20.

Me, Jimmy, and Harry, joined together by some miraculous alignment of the stars.

We arrived at around a quarter till 8 and amicably endured the subdued, Indy opening act for the next half hour. --DOWN WITH OPENING ACTS-- After what seemed like aeons, watching the tech crew ensure each of J.E.W.'s 57 guitars operated properly, my favorite band took the stage. The place was tightly packed and it wasn't long before the sweat drops began to cascade down my face, back, etc. (too much information?). I didn't mind in the slightest. Looking around and taking in the audience reception of Jimmy, the concert seemed the equivalent of a religious experience for many. Hands were raised, eyes were closed, and Jimmy was praised.

I was pleased to glean just how much the band seemed to be enjoying their performance, as I'm sure they have slightly cooler places to visit than Lawrence, KS. Though appalled that they never played "Sweetness," they did play my favorite song of theirs, a lesser known from the Clarity album entitled "For Me This is Heaven." I was in heaven.

Part II of blissful day commenced upon our arrival to Hasting's to collect Deathly Hallows. The transition from Rock and Roll to the world of Nerdery was somehow seamless that night. I strolled past a portly wizard stationed at a table bearing the sorting hat, conducting a sorting ceremony for all aspiring witches and wizards. Gathering amusement as I spotted a pretty accurate childhood portrayal of Draco Malfoy, I almost lamented not giving in fully to my nerdery by ariving in costume. Almost.

The waiting wasn't quite as bad as I expected, nor the chaos as chaotic as I expected. Nick reported younglings casting unforgiveable curses upon one antother. Oh, to be young again...

I devoured a pot of coffee and various leftover food items because finally keeling over at 5 a.m. Thus ended my night of heaven on earth.

More to come on life, love, and graduate school.

Peace and good tidings.