Last night after work I had a few errands to run--Menard's to return something, Target to buy a few things, and a book drop to pick up the final installment of the Lemony Snicket books, A Series of Unfortunate Events: Book the Thirteenth: The End. Fittingly, everything went wrong.
First, lightning struck my usual book drop during a storm two weeks ago, so rather than picking up the book on my way home, I had to go quite a bit out of my way. But I tried to turn this into a good thing by using it as an excuse to shop at the new Target on 59 and Higgins. Leaving that Target, I thought I'd avoid making two left turns by taking Old Sutton Road up to the book drop instead, creating a series of simple right turns and staying away from traffic. Halfway up Old Sutton, though, there's a railroad crossing, and when I arrived a train was apparently going through it. Except--well, the train wasn't moving. It was dark, so this wasn't immediately clear, but as the cars lined up, it became obvious we weren't going anywhere for a while. So I turned around and made three left turns instead of the original two, sitting through several red lights. When I finally arrived at the book drop--which doubles as the village hall for a neighboring town--there was a squad car with its lights blaring in the entrance! After waiting a while for the man who was out of his car talking to the cop through the window to move, I finally honked him out of my way, drove in, and got the book.
Now, this is all nothing next to the perils the Baudelaire orphans have faced though 12 soul-crushing tomes, but doesn't it seem a bit foreboding?
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You're seriously reading all of those books? I gave up after 3 or so. The problems that the Baudelaires face are different in each story, but inevitably the ending is always the same. The creepy old uncle (I forgot his name) is always the one giving them trouble and they always somehow get out of it.
I got bored. Aren't you?
Hmm. I've read 12 books and eagerly awaited the 13th. Does it sound like I'm bored? The plot is somewhat repetitive, yes--Count Olaf turns out to be behind just about all the evil deeds that impact the Baudelaires. But I find the humor and sensibility of the writing irresistable.
And I was taught that if you don't have anything nice to say, it's better not to say anything at all. Weren't you?
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