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Jan. 6th, 1989 06:00 pmIn French class today we saw a movie about this guy named Tintin. Funny!
ah, this must have been the time we got to see L'île Noir (the black island) for the first time. I don't really remember too much of it except for Tintin in a kilt flapping his arms about and looking worried and Milou following him around and barking. But it did spark a lifetime quasi-obsession, where I would check out the hardcover English translations of the comics from the library, my friends and I would circulate the volumes they didn't have, and eventually in college I bought my own. I still crack up at the antics of the very drunk Captain Haddock . . .
ah, this must have been the time we got to see L'île Noir (the black island) for the first time. I don't really remember too much of it except for Tintin in a kilt flapping his arms about and looking worried and Milou following him around and barking. But it did spark a lifetime quasi-obsession, where I would check out the hardcover English translations of the comics from the library, my friends and I would circulate the volumes they didn't have, and eventually in college I bought my own. I still crack up at the antics of the very drunk Captain Haddock . . .
