It's Steve (now in blog form)

I’m a Star Wars dork.  Not a full blown gonna-wear-a-costume-all-the-time sort of way, but I really like it.  So last night we took a company field trip to see Star Wars Live.  It is basically clips from the movies strung together with narrative by Anthony Daniels (voice of C-3PO) with a full orchestra playing from the scores of the 6 movies.  It comes together to be pretty cool.  They also have a full choir for a few of the pieces that was flat out amazing.

Anyway, the show was awesome, but you’re probably asking yourself, “Hey, did they mess with some of the super dorky costume crowd?” You bet we did.  Here are the pics from last night.

We ran into some Jedi. Kunal felt the need to rock out with them. I felt like the little one needed a hug.

We ran into a couple of Han Solos.  Larry Solo was pretty amazing.  He had the steady calm of a Jerry Lewis, and the rogueish charm of Ben Afleck in Daredevil.  I assumed that he’s probably pretty lonely in his personal life (just a random guess), so he got a hug too.

Here’s our other Han Solo.  Let’s call him Enrique Solo.  Enrique brought his whole family.  The kid was an awesome Jango Fett (expect for his Go, Diego! backback).  The wife, on the other hand, should probably retire the gold bikini.

We ran into some rebel pilots.  Got the group shot and the obligatory MySpace self-shot.  I wonder which one of them was supposed to be Porkins.

Now I can hear some of you saying, “Hey Steve, it’s not cool to tease the costume crowd. They need something to fill the hole that not dating leaves.”  Allow me to rebut. We had three extra tickets from folks who couldn’t make it.  Rather than find three hot chicks that had less good seats (sorry Kunal), we gave them to a dad and his two kids outside who couldn’t buy tickets to the sold out show.  So I’m a lovely person and can poke fun at whoever I like.  Hurray for karma being a zero sum game!!

As most of my friends don’t have kids, I often get questions about parenthood.    I’ve tended to describe the experience as something akin to having an angry drunken midget living in my house.  The video below may portray the life of a parent even more succinctly.

Some completely unrelated stuff for a Friday morning.

Christopher Moore is a genius – If you aren’t reading Christoper Moore, you should.  I just finished Fool and I believe he is the only living author that can make the plot line of King Lear not make me feel dumb.  He’s also writes great blogs.  I can’t help but think of this post every time I see a hotel door with two peep holes now.

Squirrels eat oranges - I don’t know why this was so surprising to me.  I’ve previously seen squirrels eat dogfood, nuts, and doughnuts, but citrus just seems weird (can animals get scurvy?).  I also can’t believe this pic came out.  I shot it randomly out of the window of my car as I was driving by.

Tough decision – If I get this, I know that some of you will be impressed and some of you will think less of me.  What to do?

I’m pretty excited right now.  Some of you will remember my plea awhile back for the components to put together my own replicator (part of my long term plan to produce bootleg action figures).  None of you saw fit to gift me any of the major electronics required (since you are all stingy and want me to be unhappy).  Fortunately, there is hope!  Turns out that I can outsource the 3d fabrication part of the process.  Ben and I are going to have a lot of Storm Troopers at this rate.