So, I vaguely remember reading about this earlier this week, but it must have stayed in the back of my mind, because today I wore my Darth Vader hoodie complete with black Levi's and my black boots.
Plus I have to say that it’s pretty cool that I’m familiar with all three special dates.
On May 25, 1977, the original Star Wars (A New Hope) opened. I remember going to see it (not on that day, but soon after it opened). I remember going with my parents to the theater in Walnut Creek. It was the first time I’d ever waited in line (that I remember) for a movie. I was really too young and had sensible parents so I never waited in line all day for the sequels. I did however wait all day for the three prequels. At this point, I’m not sure what that says about me.
My dad introduced me to The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy back when I was in high school. He came home one day with the original trilogy, and I burned through them pretty quickly. And I thoroughly enjoyed the fourth book (So Long and Thanks For All the Fish), and was slightly disappointed by the end of the fifth. I have the bible-ish tome that collects all five, and used to read it every year.
But then I found a new obsession.
Early in my time with the marching band in college I met a saxophone player (no not this one, a different one). I was expounding on the wonders of Douglas Adams, and he told me about Terry Pratchett, who early on in his Discworld career was considered the Douglas Adams of fantasy. Pratchett quickly grew beyond that title, and made himself a name (and a knight) for showing us the master writer that he is. Now I read the entire Discworld series every couple of years as well as reading every new book when they come out.