punkwalrus (punkwalrus) wrote,
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Memorial Weekend Wrap-up

Yesterday was a quiet barbecue day. It started around 1pm, because we slept late.

Our friend apeyanne had stayed the night, but was already gone before we woke up. She had a long drive to Beantown ahead of her. We had made loose plans to have a barbecue, but also wanted to see "Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith," before it left theaters. So we got fuzzywhuze and anyarm to go with us.

I liked it a lot. I was moved, like moved deeply. I didn't see that one coming, really, since the last film left me going, "Yeah... these aren't that good." The old blue font that said, "A Long Time Ago..." and so on really got to me. I liked pretty much what everyone else did, but I also noticed some subtleties, like some of the ships started to hint at the design of ships in Episode 4, or that Padme had her hair in two buns at one point; stuff like that. After it was all over, I actually had to compose myself. I never knew I was such a fanboy.

I also kept feeling sad when I saw people. I saw Padme at the beginning, and though, "She dies..." I saw the various Trade Federation people, and thought, "They'll die... they have been so betrayed." I saw Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru at the end and thought, "They get killed by stormtroopers because of this." I saw the kids at the Jedi Temple and thought, "They're dead..." I saw Obi Wan Kenobi, and thought, "He becomes a hermit, and then lets himself be killed by Annikin/Vader later on." I saw the Organa Family on Alderaan and thought, "Fuck, that whole damn planet gets blown up later!"

After that, fuzzywhuze and I went barbecue shopping. It rained for a while, but I can and have barbecued in the rain (and even snow!) before, so wasn't worried. We got the usual stuff, hot dogs, hamburger, charcoal, etc... and I grilled, still kind of in shock over the whole movie. I made the fire too hot yet again (you'd think I'd learn to not put in so much charcoal; I'm not smelting copper, here... it got so hot that it changed the color of the exterior paint), and so not everything came out the way I would have liked, but no one complained. When it was all over, there was the five of us, Gay, and later thedreamymoon came over. They played cards and I was the evening Deejay with my mixes of 70s, 80s, and 90s with some remix mashups in between.

So it was a good weekend! I think I became closer to BSFS than I ever have (even in the old days, back in the 80s, when I hung out with Nova O'Craig). I might even... gah, my 18-year old inner child is slapping its face and wiping downwards as I say this... might even become a BSFS member again and attend meetings. We shall see...
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