You know you're addicted to Star Wars when...

Now I'm cleaning up my old computer, and then all will be done and I shall return to writing.

Here is something I found in the old compy:


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...Any time you pick up a walkie-talkie or two-way radio, the first thing you say is "TK-421, why aren't you at your post?"


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...Whenever you went anywhere outside with your friends, you always walked single file, to hide your numbers. (and then name your rottweiler Bantha!)


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...On Halloween, you would never dress as: Luke, Han Solo, Leia, Vader, Chewie, Threepio, Artoo. However, you would dress as: Wedge, Porkins


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...You have held up an onion ring and said, "Look sir...droids!"


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...You answer the phone "Die wanna wanga?"


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...You want appliances that speaks Bacchi.


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...Whenever you catch sight of cars behind yours, you say "Fighters, coming in, point three five."
Someone else in your car says "What about that tower?"
[And don't forget: "I can't see him! I can't see him!"]

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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... Your significant other dumps you because everytime she/he says, "I love you" you always respond, "I know."


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... You quote Yoda to defend your political beliefs.


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...With a blue-tinted plastic tube, a flashlight, two hours of a Saturday night, and 4 rolls of blue electrical tape, you finally complete your own working "Light-saber"


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...Someone asks you how fast your car is, and you reply, "Fast enough for you, old man!"


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...Someone says they will try to do something you automatically respond "Do or do not. There is no try."


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... You have a bad feeling about everything.


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... You believe John Williams is the best composer ever (which, of course, he is!)


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... While listening to the soundtrack without knowing the name of the song you are listening to, you know exactly what's happening while it's playing.


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...You now want to become an astronaut to see if there really is a Lando system.
[Except you wouldn't. Because you would know that Lando is a man, not a system.]

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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... Yoda's little sayings have had a profound impact on your life, and you abide by them religiously.


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... You've created lyrics to the songs in Star Wars.
[Or you just sing the Bill Murray version.]

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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... When your alarm clock goes off in the morning, your reply is, "Unexpected this is... and unfortunate!"


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... When riding your bike, you look behind you and accelerate wildly by pressing down on the petal with your right toe.


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You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When...You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Star Wars.

AND my own additions:

You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... you can imitate the sound of OB1 powering down the tractor beam. (Some guys in the store tested me on this one once.)

You Know You're Addicted to Star Wars When... everytime you finish the dishes (or any other chore) you call out "The dishes are away!" "Hooray!" (You also know you're Married to the Right Man when he joins in on the Hooray.)

tha dudes

Three young guys live above us. Well that was my guess anyway, cause a 5.5 apt is too big for two dudes--and this evening Fernando got to know one of them, so we know there's 3. I like having Dudes living above us, instead of people beating on their kids. (Well the last couple didn't beat their kids... they just ran the washing machine out of the kitchen sink about 1 hour after I asked them not to, because the pipes were frozen and the water backing into my apartment. But anyway. I digress.)

They have a cat. I hear him scrambling around sometimes. Fernando discovered that the cat's name is: Waffles McGee the Doombringer. He went upstairs to tell them something, and ended up talking with one of them for two hours.

F. also discovered the source of the loud BANG! I hear once a week. The other two guys do Kung Fu, so sometimes they throw each other around. lol I'd always thought: What the--are they dropping a desk once a week? No, just each other.

Thoughts upon reading

...the NYT article detailing the experiences of the passengers from the Hudson water landing...

"There was the woman in the fur coat who asked a stranger to go back inside the slowly sinking plane to fetch her purse." What the-! Wonder what the stranger told her.

"...it was the hero-pilot himself, Capt. Chesley B. Sullenberger III." Ohhhh Chesley Sullenberger the Third. How many times did you have to endure teasing as a child, only to finally have this Moment of Redemption? Good for you, Chesley Sullenberger the Third. Good for you.

Imagine being this guy's wife! "Nick Gamache, 32, a software salesman, had moments earlier sent his wife a text message that read, “Planes on fire love you and the kids."

"Mr. Sosa ended up chest-deep in the frigid water, and was soon unable to feel his legs — his fingers stayed numb through Friday " Creepy!

"“My daughter said, ‘Daddy, the plane turned into a boat,’ ” Mr. Sosa recalled." How Mitch Hedberg of her.

Ahh. Now the other passengers know who to blame: "Ms. Bruce said she had survived disasters before, including the 1993 bombing of the World Trade Center, where she worked then. “I must have nine lives,” she said. “I was vacationing in Honolulu and had to be evacuated for a tsunami. I was skiing in Denver and had an avalanche. I flew into the eye of a hurricane. I was at the big L.A. earthquake.”"

And from another article:

"Captain Sullenberger lowered the nose to keep his plane from falling out of the sky. And he set his co-pilot to work at moving through a three-page checklist of procedures for restarting both the engines." ...I'm trying to imagine that checklist. I guess it's a little more complicated than: Pump the gas and turn the key. "The checklist, investigators said, is intended for planes that are in distress at much higher altitudes — like 35,000 feet. " Umm ya. "As the co-pilot worked desperately on the checklist, " That poor man.

"They discussed returning to La Guardia, but the plane was “too low, too slow,”" I'm imagining some rapping. Or maybe it was like the A-Team episode where Murdoch can't stop rhyming.

" the now bird-stuffed engines" Mmm a twist on the usual Thanksgiving meal. (The most trivial reason to be glad this landing had a happy ending is that one gets to make jokes.)

And my fave pic: