Help me Obi-Wan, you're our only hope.

Star Wars, the movie that shaped my childhood, is on WGN right now. Kenobi is about to bite the big lightsaber. I'm supposed to be in the shower getting ready for a cigar ash contest(don't ask, if you don't already know, you won't like it).

I always thought that Luke had it toughest in episodes 5 and 6. I mean, it's hard enough becoming an adult, but to have your dead friends occasionally pop in and give you advice or clear up some mystery for you. I know I'd freak out.

It's cold here. I'm tired. It's been a long week, yes? Hopefully I'll sleep in a bit tomorrow. Hopefully.