Star Wars and Other Geekyness

Greetings, loyal minions. Your Maximum Leader is about to write a post whereby he discusses how geekily he spent his weekend. If that isn't your bag baby, well, just cruise on over to some other blog and read some other stuff. Come back later, your Maximum Leader will pithily opine on some other item later.

So... On to the geekyness...

It started with Jonathan at Galley Slaves in fact. He just HAD to go and post a link to a Pinky & The Brain in Klingon mythology. So that post started the terrible spiral that ended last night in the dark of the Villainschloss dungeon. (Ahem. Your Maximum Leader gets ahead of himself.)

Yes after reading the Narf Plutock post, your Maximum Leader surfed on over to a few Star Trek fan sites. He wasn't really looking for anything in particular. Except perhaps recognition from the producers of the franchise that Enterprise sucks and needs to either be cancelled; or become the first television show to pass the full frontal nudity barrier and just show us Jolene Blaylock as God intended her to be viewed.

Then your Maximum Leader tired of Star Trek. So, he surfed on over to the Star Wars website. It was there that his inner geek was allowed to bloom and go full flower. He watched the trailer for the new film a few times. (NB: Your Maximum Leader is cautiously optimistic. He was downright optimistic before the Phantom Menace was released. Then he downgraded to cautiously optimistic for Attack of the Clones. He remains cautious.) Then he went to the Star Wars shop.

Damnation! All the cool stuff that he wanted when he was a kid, and now has the money to buy... All there at the click of a button away... Your Maximum Leader doesn't even own a friggin ipod, but he is covetous of this ipod cover. He also would like a Darth Vader mousepad, a giant Darth Vader Pez dispenser, a Darth Tater for his wee son, a Darth Vader M&M plush buddy for Villainette II, a Princess Leia M&M plush buddy for Villainette I, and an 18 month Vader calendar.

All the wonderful toys... After lusting after all the great toys, your Maximum Leader put on his favourite (and the best) Star Wars movie, The Empire Strikes Back. He watched it. And then fell into a delightful slumber...

The next day, Saturday for those of you keeping track, he spent all day doing his fantasy baseball auction with some old friends. We've had this baseball league for over 15 years. We dedicate one day a year to a big ole auction. So your Maximum Leader was auctioning from 10am to 7pm on Saturday.

Then he went and watched Attack of the Clones that night. If you just chapter forward through all the non-action scenes the film isn't really all that bad...

Then came Sunday. Villainette II had a birthday party to attend. Your Maximum Leader volunteered to take her to the party. Upon arriving, he was informed by his delightful daughter that she didn't want me to leave her. Your Maximum Leader informed her that there were plenty of adults around to watch her, and very little room in the gym for her beloved father to just stand around. (It was one of those parties where all the kids invited get to go somewhere and do something. In this case it was do an hour of simple tumbling and gymnastics in a local gym followed by pizza and cake in a side room.) She protested that she didn't want your Maximum Leader to leave her alone there. So, he didn't. He wound up sitting around in the parking lot for the better part of 2 hours.

In that time he called the Air Marshal and chatted. He called Mrs. Smallholder and chatted. Then he walked across the large parking lot and went into Wal-Mart to buy something sweet and a soda. Well he walked out with some M&Ms, a Diet Coke, and a Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader lightsabre. It is cool. Very very cool. Probably not as cool as this Darth Vader lightsabre, but cool nonetheless.

Of course, after walking out of Wal-Mart with a toy lightsabre the shame hit. Shame of buying a toy that he will likely never get to play with. Perhaps subconsciously he was rationalizing that the purchase was really for the wee Villain. As you may remember, the wee Villain is 9 mos old. That means that your Maximum Leader would have to hold onto the toy for another 4 years. Then again, he might buy another one (an Obi-Wan or Yoda model) and give it to Villainette 2. Then the two of us could go through the Villainschloss and Villainschloss grounds dueling with our toy lightsabres.

Well, last night after putting the Villainettes to bed your Maximum Leader announced to Mrs. Villain that he was going to go to the dungeon and watch Return of the Jedi. Mrs. Villain said she wasn't interested and retired. So your Maximum Leader got to watch Return of the Jedi, by himself. All the while he was able to play with his new lightsabre. Turning it from blue to red and back.

Oh how satisfying it is to sometimes feed and nourish the inner geek.

Anyho... That is enough geekery. Then again, if you need more geekery, you should go over to the Ministry of Minor Perfidy and read about Buckethead's Match Point.

Carry on.