Grab a nice
beverage, get cozy, and settle in for a post that meanders into odd places a
bit more than I thought it would when I began writing it…
I really like documentaries.
I think I first became a fan of documentaries after seeing Ken Burns’ The Civil War many years ago (heck, I
even bought the DVD set). So, not only
have I since watched everything I could get my hands on that Mr. Burns has done
(thanks, Netflix, for helping me accomplish this!) but I also now love watching
all sorts of things by other folks – there’s nothing like watching something
that’s both entertaining and
educational *cue a cheezy, old Saturday-morning “The More You Know” and
“Knowledge is Power” moment*. Honestly,
if I were to ever meet Ken Burns, I’d probably transform from a calm-normal-dude
to giggly-teenage-girl-meeting-some-lame-boy-band…I mean, c’mon, he made the
fucking Dust Bowl interesting! But I
digress…
I’m a life-long Star Wars nerd. My earliest childhood memory goes back
to the day when I first saw Star Wars at
the old Glenwood Theater here in town. I
don’t remember many details (mainly just R2-D2 and C-3PO walking through the
desert, and the Jawa’s), but my mom tells me I sat still for the entire 2 hours
(which apparently was a first for me), wide-eyed the whole time. The following year, the amazing Star Wars universe that had only existed
on screen and in storybook photos opened up and sucked me in as Kenner released
toys(!) from the movie. With these toys
and my imagination, I could now re-create scenes from the movie and create all
sorts of my own amazing adventures!
My first Star Wars toys were received on my 4th
birthday. Additionally, my baby-sitter
was a wizard cake-maker, and for that birthday she created what is still my
all-time favorite cake – a miniature R2-D2!!!
Check out two of my old photos from that glorious day many years ago
(along with my added commentary):
