September 16, 2003
Darth Vader Made Me Cry
When I was seven years old I received the best Christmas present ever: a copy of The Star Wars Storybook. On the inside front cover my parents had written "To Matthew - Merry Christmas in 1978. From Mother and Daddy with lots of love."
I was fairly certain that this was a gift beyond improvement. But a few months later I saw in the paper that Darth Vader -- the Darth Vader! -- would be coming to a nearby department store. I begged my mom to take me. She agreed, and we visited the mall on a Saturday afternoon so I could get Vader's John Hancock.
I remember seeing a guy in a Vader suit at a department store promotion around the same time. It was in the toy department of Eatons in Toronto or possibly Harrods in London. No way was I going to try for an autograph after the Mickey Mouse incident though. Unlike that pedantic blowhard C3P0, at least he did not try to warn me against the perils of smoking.
More disturbing still, Cup of Chicha links to Johnny Cash singing the theme song to Three's Company. The speakers are unplugged on this machine so I am going to have to wait until I get to my first lecture and inflict it on an unsuspecting class.
Posted by Ghost of a flea at September 16, 2003 04:22 AM
You're gonna inflict what on your unsuspecting class?
Good Lord, man...the horror...the horror...
Posted by: Fred Kiesche at September 16, 2003 08:01 AM