Smart bunch of readers you are, you know full well I wouldn't be able to call myself a geek in good conscience if I hadn't spent the last couple of days spazzing out about George Lucas's stupid little low budget indie film that no one has heard of.
I mean seriously, I'm so excited you'd think I was one of those smelly fat kids living in their parent's basement, only ceasing their video game playing to get up (the most physical effort exerted in a day, natch) and get more Mountain Dew and/or Doritos. Of course, you'd be totally wrong. This house doesn't even HAVE a basement, and I don't play videogames (except for the original Super Mario Brothers). Humph. Teach you to stereotype. Bastards.
I mean, I'll never go to a convention in full stormtrooper costume, I don't have any toys (although I would love to be in posession of a Darth Vader voice changer helmet and I actually have dreams about owning this lightsaber), I can't tell you what type of ship flies by 56 1/2 minutes into The Empire Strikes Back, I adore Jar Jar Binks and don't see the appeal of Boba Fett, but God do I get excited about these movies.
Also, can we get a round of applause for Mr. Hayden Christensen, who took it upon himself to add 25 pounds of sexiness (or muscle-you say po-tay-to...)to his already handsome self? I wouldn't mind feeling his force. ...Yeah, I can't decide if that line was more cheesy or just plain gross.
I would go on and on with this, but I have to get some sleep for the midnight showing I'm totally going to, on top of two hours of Alias (with Lena Olin coming back!!!). Good time, I will have. Wait, I can not. (That was Yoda speak for those not in the know)

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