Star Wars family

We're all dorks. I admit it. Army of Dad and I were trying to find an 8 a.m. showing of Star Wars Revenge of the Sith to go watch before I have to go to the hospital at 10:30 a.m. for surgery in the morning.

*rolling my eyes*

Bad thing is ... I thought of that about a month ago when we scheduled the surgery. One of the first things I thought about with the date scheduled was "crap, there goes getting to see Star Wars the first weekend."

I'm such a goober.

But, here are some examples of the dorkdom that I'm instilling in my children. I got Hot Rod a new light sabre for his birthday and he got some space ships from Uncle Uzz and his big brother. Here is the comic con we went to last October.


I have one of me and LabKat with Darth Vader, too. I posted it here before. I'll link to it in a comment. We were making really tasteless remarks questioning him if that was a light sabre in his pocket or if he was happy to see me and I think the other one was something about most men don't breathe heavy until I get them out of their cloaks. In the infamous words of Bugs Bunny: Ain't I a stinker?