Let them have (stormtrooper) cake

click *HERE* to see this fabulous creation.

ps, i wanna marry that girl.

Star wars yoga

for so long, yoga seemed just... so... intangible to me.

but NOW...

now, i get it. totally get it.

Xmas vacay is over, back to work

Not so subtle christmas wish

goddamn it all i've ever wanted in my whole life is a real, genuine stormtrooper costume!!! is that too much to ask for!?!?!?!?

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

The lord and the tusken raiders

Pourin' out some liquor for the way things used to be

...'cuz they just don't make movie posters like they used to...

*sniffle*

Grocery shopping!!!

okay. that's it. i have to get one of these costumes. i'm tired of watching everybody else have all the fun.

It's fri-deezy so do the happy dance!!!

you know you're doing it.

as you should.

carry on.

(image via skull swap)

Predictable george makes hitler angry

every time there's a new format for a film (vhs, laser disc, dvd, now BLU RAY), george lucas shits all over his three star wars classics. he adds cgi yoda, he adds cgi jabba, he adds cgi breasts-- wait, no. WHY HASN'T HE ADDED CGI BREASTS?!?!?

anyway, if you haven't heard by now, he's screwing with perfection AGAIN.

and hitler is pissed.

The truth about lightsabers

to be completely honest, i have thought about this scenario. more than once.

many times, in fact.

in college, in anticipation of episode one coming to the big screen, my nerdy college buddies and i all stocked up on lightsaber weaponry. during our many battles, i was nicked, scraped and sometimes full on bloodied with those fluorescent plastic tubes.

WHAT IF THEY WERE REAL?!?!

i wouldn't have lasted more than a few minutes. just turning the damn thing on would be a hazard. (though not as much of a suicide-inducing hazard as actually watching episode one).

(pie chart via skull swap)

(lightsaber duel image via my real life scrapbook. yes, that's a 12 years younger me squatting, going for the KILL)

Darth mufasa

the lion king is the only cartoon i have watched at least 20 times, from start to finish, including three times in the theater.

i think it's pretty clear why.

(image via those crazy fucking brits)

Blowin' my mind

unless we can figure out a way to have female pornstars play baseball at the major league level, i can't think of any more visually stimulating chimeras than this blend of dali and the greatest galactic story ever told.

someone needs to go through and make a whole series. i would buy that shit up. fast.

(via skull swap)

I finally know what i wanna be when i grow up

Sweet dream

i have this dream a lot but instead of that red beach towel, princess leia is always sitting on my face.

Somebody please make this happen

throw in an almost naked slave leia and i'm seein' this movie a bazillion times!

(image via thaeger)

A winning ticket

now here's a tandem i'll vote for. it's hard to beat a duo that defies death, over and over again.

Chewbaccadawg

been wanting to get a dog for the longest time. almost took my sister's (she had to get rid of it), but the thought of it being home alone all day with no one to take it out keeps holding me back.

it sucks.

i love dogs. i feel like i really need a friend right now in the way that only dogs know how to be friends.

if only i could find one like this chewbaccadawg, one who can copilot a spaceship and kill fucking stormtroopers.

The perfect gift for your star wars lovin' lover

STRIKE ME DOWN WITH ALL YOUR HATE!

A good stormtrooper never sleeps

some things in life just can't be taken for granted*, like having peace and quiet while serving as an imperial stormtrooper.

*other things include but are not limited to: new atheism ad campaigns, baseball and fucking apple pie.

My younger universe

if you insert legendary st. louis cardinal shorstop ozzie smith into the above photo, you would have a clear window into my worldview for the first 6 or so years of my life.

star wars.

sesame street.

st. louis cardinals baseball.

that was it. i believed space ships were real, big yellow birds could talk, and ozzie smith could hear my thoughts.

it was during this time that i was also coerced into believing in talking snakes, that all the animals in the world fit into one fucking boat and that some hippie dude named jesus saved a party by turning water into wine.

it's hard to turn around after being indoctrinated, squashed with fear and told that one's natural thoughts and feelings are bad. and that's a big fucking stain on the shirt of logic.