[Sadbh]

I've had several trauamtizing experiences with Lord of the Rings, and all of them my best friends or immediate family members.

Once, I had the following exchange with my grandmother:

Me: Did you know that C.S. Lewis and Tolkien were actually good friends?

Grandmother: Yeah *insert smiley chuckle* Two goons!

At this, I became beyond hurt that my grandmother would betray me so. I was so wounded I was forced to stomp from the room with an exxasperated sigh and seek refuge in my bed room. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]

I also had the following exchange with my friend:

Me: So have you seen the new movie? (It would be pointless to ask if she'd read the books. She's a star wars type.)

S: Yeah.

Me: Who's you're favorite character?

S: Guess.

Me: Frodo?

S: Who?

Me: (slowly) The short hobbit who carried the ring to Mordor.

S: Huh?

And that was the general gist of the conversation.

My lord, there must be someone in Alaska besides my mother who will have a decent conversation about Lord of the Rings with me! [img]smilies/rolleyes.gif[/img]