About the same time I posted my Star Wars entry, my brother sent the following email to a friend. He then sent me a copy, and with his permission I post it here, as a follow up to the post. And to show that I'm not the only Cordell who is slightly funny and nerdy. So enjoy....
And so it ends. The wait that started between a couple of friends in homeroom some 16 years ago will soon be over. In about 24 hours, I will be planted firmly in a theater seat holding my breath as the blue font silently appears, reminding me that what is about to take place actually occured quite some time ago and quite a good distance away from here. (several thousand parsecs, I believe)
Who would have thought that in that time, we would inhabit foreign countries, find spouses willing to put up with us, and for a short time be sidetracked by a hobbit and his own adventurous trilogy.
It's almost sad to think that thousands of men and women will wake up groggy Thursday morning with an unnameable emptiness. That is, until they remember that Star Wars 3-D, Star Wars: the animated series, and Star Wars: the live action TV drama will all be just around the corner. Ah, the force is truly with us. Always.
So here's to us. We didn't wait in our pajamas for days on end for tickets. We didn't borrow our mom's credit card and station wagon to rush out to the ToysRUs midnight sales event. We didn't even drive over to Indianapolis dressed up as the Rancor Keeper to participate in the biggest Star Wars convention ever. But we persevered none the less. We waited just as long as that 42-year old single guy who works at Taco Bell, just waiting for that special someone to pull up to the drive-up window with buns on her ears and the figure to fit into his homemade Slave Leia costume hanging in his closet right next to the Deanna Troi short blue uniform skirt. And like him, we will cheer once again when Yoda flicks his saber to life. When the first labored breathing of Vader is heard. When Jar-Jar is finally struck dead by a rabid womprat.
For in the end, we are nerds. Not the kind of nerds that form their own fraternity and stand up to the jocks. Not the kind of nerds that spend after hours hanging out with Howard Hessman. Not even the kind of nerds that that come in two separate flavors and are really just sugar-coated sugar. We are the nerds that still lay awake at night trying to figure out how to build a lightsaber out of a fluorescent light. Or wonder "if I really concentrate, maybe I can move that rock". Or wonder how Luke could live on a planet with two suns and still be that pale.
We are Star Wars fans. Sure, we might not have enjoyed I & II as much as we would have liked to. But maybe III will make up for them.
Here's to hoping.
No comments:
Post a Comment