The Most Boring Post Yet of 2012

So last weekend Hubs and I took the boy and his buddy Enzo to see the NOW IN 3D episode of Star Wars.  The boys had been anxiously awaiting the arrival of this flick at our cinema like they were awaiting Christmas.  Apparently donning funky glasses that were worn by a different kid two hours earlier (who just happened to smear his popcorn butter all over the lenses) is an event that brings unparalleled joy to the boys’ hearts.

Sleeping for three consecutive hours in one night would bring the same amount of joy to MY heart.

The boy kept jammering on and on about how it was EPISODE ONE!  EPISODE ONE!, and I didn’t give that a moment’s thought, except the words Episode One, as they pertain to the Star Wars hexology, means something different to those of us who supplement our diets with Geritol than it does to those still taking the Flintstones Chewables.

Because Episode One in MY book involves Obi Wan taking Luke Skywalker under  his wing to learn the ways of the force, and a hologram image of Princess Leia saying, “This is our most desperate hour.  Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi.  You’re my only hope.”  It also conjures up images of C3PO and R2D2 and reminds me that yes, I really did have a crush on Luke Skywalker in 1977.

(It was his hair, people.  And the Land Speeder, because every first grade girl dreams of being swept off her feet by a white-frocked, long-haired fellow in a Land Speeder.)

And apparently Episode One in the boy’s book involves a tiny boy who has no idea that he’s destined to be a Jedi, but who can fly a mean pod racer.

And do you know what?  I like MY version of Episode One a whole lot better than I like the boy’s version, because the NEW Star Wars episodes bore me to tears. Thank goodness Hubs bought me a giant bag of butter with popcorn floating in it, just to keep me quiet at the theater, when I realized we weren’t at the movie that I thought we were at.

And also?  The 3D effects were lost on me, because I didn’t see any of them.  I think it was a total gimmick for the theater to rob me of an additional $1.50 upcharge on every single ticket.

But LOOK!  I think I have found a good use for Stormtroopers, people.

And with that, I’m signing off for the evening, because sleep deprivation has deprived me of my ability to put nouns and verbs together into coherent sentences.

I’m pretty sure y’all realized that about 275 words ago!

Have a great weekend.

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