Ode to dad

I know it's lonely at the top, co-ruling the galaxy with someone you are secretly vying to destroy...



This is an ode to daddy.




We all know you are hot stuff, but sometimes I think you take it a little too far...



But we still love ya, and are thinking of you. It's all good.

Even though you never could shoot the Force lightening like 'Ol Wrinkles...

No biggie (whew!)






You are still a hottie, even before we knew what was under that suit, and before the bbq.








You always were so family oriented. No one could see that though....









Like that time you celebrated "Bring your kid to work Day". It was a little tense at first. True.




Just please, please, please... watch out for kittens next time. You just never know.

A slow start...

Well, the last mission was a great success but alas, the struggle between good and evil throughout the galaxy continues. I guess there would be no need for heroes and all those diplomatic missions if all of a sudden good just went and triumphed.

I must apologize to anyone who stops by here and sees barely any progress in my little blog here. I have to fix some stuff up - apparently the Aurebesh font only appears if it's installed on your computer. I think I'll put the format back to the very classic and very Star Warsey black, space-like background here. Maybe I'll try to work some more graphic magic here too. Gotta spruce up the links and other stuff.

Damn fool idealistic crusades...er, I mean those darn diplomatic missions just take up so much of my time. I really have to quit that excuse.