edwin

The snickers, the taunting, the smacking of lips. We are going to a place shunned by the masses. A place where peer pressure does not reign supreme. A place where the cool shall not go. A place where the mere mention of the phenomenon causes the shaking of heads and the rolling of eyes. A place where we can all be ourselves, we can all be weird, we can all be children. A place called the dork zone.



The projector is mounted and ready.




Next step was to pop the low-fat popcorn (which tasted very blah by the way)



Oh, I almost forgot, the chicken stir fry is also ready!




Here's the projector screen, pulled down and ready to go...




It's time to play the music, it's time to DIM the lights...




Let us revel in our nerdom...




Let our tummies ache from such decadence...


Yes, it has begun. My friends and I have started the Star Wars marathon. On Sunday night we sat down and watched episodes 1 and 2 in one sitting. There were plenty of Jar Jar jokes. There was a little drolling over Natalie Portman (at least by me), and there was an intermission between the 2 films sponsored by mary jane (in case you wondered, I don't partake in the wacky weed, in this case I inhaled a few twinkies while the others inhaled other things ).

So it breaks down like this, one and two are done, we see episode 3 this weekend, and then follow that with 4, 5, and 6 shortly thereafter. I look forward to episode 3, can't wait to see it.

Are you excited to see it too? If for some reason you don't care it's okay I still like you... we don't judge in the dork zone.