Yesterday I met a Dragon Rider and a Hobbit
I arrived at the library late yesterday afternoon in search and hopes of my first Chesterton. Hopping out of the car, I saw through the dark sliding glass doors, a cut out standee of Eragon. Full sized.
I eagerly scuttled inside going, "Eragon!!", bounced up to him and stood there rocking on my feet looking for a sign declaring there was to be a autograph signing or a meet-and-greet. No such luck.
After gazing rapturously at him and having fully admired his leather waistcoat thing-y, I left him with a sigh, and followed my dad inside so he could get me a new library card. Apparently since I got my last two library cards, they changed the limit of how old you could be, to get a card without an adult with you, to eighteen. Pft. Or so said the guy at the counter who didn't look but four or five years older then me. Double pft...
While my dad was writing down how much we owe in fees (really; it's surprising how $52, $19, and $10-something add up!), I looked around, my attention span already moving on, when I saw - gasp- Frodo!
They had a cut out of him too!
Squeaking excitedly, I bobbed over to where he was and halted before him, hands behind my back as I indulged in his Hobbit-ness freely. Interrupting my ogling, my dad came up and said he didn't want to get in to the whole fee thing, at least, not without a bank statement; so with a backward glance longingly, I heaved a sigh and allowed myself to be escorted out.
No Chesterton, but a Dragon Rider and a Hobbit? Yes.
These events are real and did happen, but are slightly exaggerated for humorous benefit. ;)