Wipe Them Out, All of Them
I was thinking today about how I could use all of this stress I am experiencing and turn it into a power for good... or evil, which ever comes first, I suppose. I think I would make a grand leader of the planet Earth. I can hear the chanting now... All Hail Darth Fartanus! Oh, wait, that doesn't have the ring that I thought it would. If I ever do take over the entire planet, you can just call me Melvin. Heh. Melvin.
This blog post was supposed to have some deep meaning to it but then I watched the trailer above and all sense in the galaxy was trapped during a layover in Denver. The trailer brought my typing fingers to a stand still. I was going to write something about how the Phantom Menace was going supposed to be the continued life-adventure for all of the Star Wars fanboys. We were supposed to find out the truth. We were supposed to experience what happened prior to Episode IV and add it to the memories of Star Wars pre-digitial effects.
That so didn't hapen. At least, they got rid of Jar Jar in the trailer.





