PIPPIN WEARS A FEZ! LIKE PERCY AND QUDIAR’S WEIRD LEMUR THING, KYTE! IT IS A SIGN!

And I am so vastly entertained how both movie versions feature Eowyn and Faramir smiling at each other with no indication whatsoever of any relationship for Those Who Haven’t Read The Book (Or Don’t Have A Bunch Of Crazed Faramir/Eowyn Shippers For Friends). Especially because, um, Faramir isn’t in the movie.

Anyway, the way-too-amusing minstrel guy got me thinking about the whole “Nine Fingered Frodo and the Ring of Doom” ballad thing. How uncool is that? How much would it suck to be immortalized in story and song at the most base, shameful moment in one’s life? You might as well name it “Frodo Who Caved At The Last Minute And Had To Have His Finger Gnawed Off To Stop Him Destroying Middle Earth, The Wuss.” It’s like calling someone Bobby Who Accidentally Wet His Pants One Day In Kindergarten for their whole life. No wonder Frodo was so eager to ship out to Valinor. At least maybe the elves might have a modicum of tact.

Oh, and SQUEE!!! … and then I just realized that I will be home by that point. Wah. But my friend Jing is totally awesome, so it’s all good.