So Brad had a rule that whenever he got confused in his work, and things didn’t make sense anymore, it was time to go to lunch. After the lunch conversation got confusing, and things didn’t make sense anymore, it was time to go back to work.
So now we’re really in trouble — a third posting on stormtroopers. It would seem to require a tag, but I’m going to hold off for now so that the many cool readers I assume we have (site visit statistics be damned) don’t think we’re uncool. At least until they read the posts.
At any rate, I present Foot soldiers clad in Empire chic from IGN. Given certain Brians fascination with athletic couture (enabled, no doubt, by the Helmet Project and its awesome catalog of historic helmets) I figured there just might be some interest here, even if most of the interesting “facts” were cobbled together in the last few years for the Star Wars prequels. Does it seem to anyone else that they were more concerned with bludgeoning the audience with familiarity than with continuity or entertainment? Read the rest of this entry »
One of my favorite blogs is Ironic Sans, and it’s listed in our blogroll. This week, he’s posted a look at campaign ads and strategies from the viewpoint of the pre-war propaganda scare of the late 1930s. It’s quite eye-opening. Also, for your funny bone, from craigslist: the candidates as “Star Wars” characters.
So #1 Missouri and #2 West Virginia both lost yesterday, making the selection of the two teams who get to play for the BCS national championship uncertain at best. In the moments before BCS chaos comes to a crescendo, I think it’s time we take a break and think back to simpler times before we had twelve top five teams lose to unranked teams in a single season. I give you, the King of all stormtroopers:
I know I can’t do any more of these without adding a “stormtrooper” tag, which is a path I don’t want to go down, but Elvis Trooper really makes me happy.
The vast multitude of pictures of Elvis Trooper at comic conventions with girls dressed so sluttily that The Onion, at least, would have you believe they are only there for the self-esteem boost, is a bit depressing in it’s monotony. Still, I’d probably get my picture taken with Elvis Stormtrooper myself, and I wouldn’t blame him for only keeping the ones with scantily-clad women. At least not much…
So maybe you already knew of this, but as I watch Monday Night Football (Dinnertime! — sadly, with neither a Brad, nor a Brian) I have just discovered “Bengals Stormtrooper.” I’m not sure if I’m jealous, or filled with relief that at least I’m not him. Either way, behold the bright orange stormtrooper: