I think the Disney Channel might have done a made-for-TV-movie adaptation of it in the 1990s. They definitely had an original film called Summer Switch, though I don't know if it's based on this book. (It might make sense if it was.)
Anyway, it was about a really rich kid and a possibly homeless? juvenile offender who…

Yep, that was it.

Hmmm, so I might have those genes after all.

Tyra also said something like that to a girl on one of the earlier seasons…it was pretty irritating.

I also have a few (male) relatives with vitiligo. They're all white, so it's less noticeable, especially in winter. But one of them lives in an area that gets a lot of sun, so during the hotter months it manifests as really visible patches of tan/pink all over his arms and face.

I always preferred grass starters but also had a soft spot for Fire, Psychic, and Dark types.

I loved Ampharos, when I played Gold and Silver. Then I got Crystal, and was excited about finally being able to play as a girl—and there was no Ampharos to be found.

I loved Chikorita, and its evolutions. Its name is a play on "chicory," I believe; while its evolutions play off "bay" and "geranium."

Meganium and Houndoom.

Ah, that's what "Dogleg" meant. I thought there was some random crazy monster I had completely forgotten about.

Makes sense. I had a calendar full of Hungarian recipes for 2014, and one of them was a carp stew. Of course, I couldn't find carp in the states, so I used cod instead. But I guess it's a central European thing.

That's what I always envisioned when writing Pokémon fanfiction when I was in middle school.

Well, it was based on a novel written by Dodie Smith, who also wrote I Capture the Castle, a classic British novel of the interwar period. So they had an ultra-British source text to work from.

They used the lullaby from that scene in an episode of ER. It brought back some feelings.

Yeah, that whole sequence with the hunters and the forest fire always freaked me out so much. The music they use for it is appropriately creepy, too. Foreboding strings.

Yeah, but the fairies are pretty fun, and it overwhelmingly passes the Bechdel Test.

At least he wouldn't be working with Kaavya Viswanathan…

I'm so behind on my celebrity news. I thought St. Vincent was dating Carrie Brownstein.

David Bowie and James Earl Jones.

Same here. I remember really loving the scene of Clive Owen driving with the "talking" dead body. But I also remember how many of the female characters lacked agency, how there was so much gratuitous nudity, etc. And then Miller's just a fucking racist jackass.