Showing posts with label Star Wars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Star Wars. Show all posts

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Happiness Costs $2,995




Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.


I want. Excuse me, I have a Mother that requires some armed robbery-ing. Don't worry about her, she's a tough kid. Besides, its for the greater good. Namely, my good. Which is, admitedly, quite great.
Source (Geekologie)...

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

NASA panders to Nerds; Sky continues to be Blue.

NASA announced recently that it will be launching the original 1977 lightsaber prop, wielded by Luke Skywalker in Episode IV: A New Hope, in honor of the 30th-anniversary of the saga taking place this year. And sixteen million years from now, when it reaches an alien civillization, they will have one of three reactions:
1) "Whose flashlight is this?"
2) "Ooooooh, I'm totally gonna bid on that on xeno-Bay!"
3) "Fucking Earth-Nerds."
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But how's this for some constructive thinking: why didn't they just auction the damn thing, and use the ridiculous amount of money some nerd will drop on it to eliminate world poverty? As in, forever. Because I guarantee you that somewhere out there some pock-marked, too-sweaty-by-half ubergeek is already contemplating liquidating his highly lucrative Silicon Valley-based software company in the hopes of handling Luke's saber hilt in one hand, whilst handling his own "saber hilt" in the other. To the tune of elevendy bizillion dollars. Mad duckets, yo. Mad duckets.

Credit to Rabittoth for his sick "Jaina Solo" wallpaper.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Hybrid

Kristen Bell, who used to be Veronica Mars or still is (I don't even know if that show is still on the air), loves Star Wars. And because of that, we are now married. Legally. Somebody should let her know next time they see her. Alright? Good.
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This entry is somewhat dual purpose. First, I wanted to set the record straight up there on the more important issue (as per Section 142a, Paragraph 7, Lines14 - 16. of the Geneva Convention: "Star Wars is more important than anything else... ever. For example, your wife is on fire, but The Empire Strikes Back has only ten minutes left. Answer: let her burn.) this post could also be considered of the "It Must Be Summer" variety,due to this recent poolside pictures popping up as well. So, two for the price of one. Everything must go. 0% financing. Free newborn with every purchase. Terms and restrictions may apply. Offer not valid without proof of purchase.












Saturday, July 14, 2007

My Ulec Quel-Droma can beat up your Exar Kun!


In another issue of two-days-late-news, Lucasarts released the first trailer for Star Wars: The Force Unleashed" at E3 this week. Basically, from what I and my Teddy Rumpskin dressed as an Ewok doll can decipher, herein lies the first Star Wars button-masher. And we say this (well, at least I do. Good ol' Teddy/Wicket usually just responds to my questions with some bullshit about wanting to read me the Three Little Pigs via a 1987 cassette tape......that cold, uncaring bastard) with the upmost glee in our loins.

Despite whatever criticism one could launch on the genre as to how much skill these games require to play*, let me say two things:
1) Devil May Cry
2) God of War

And now, turn Dante/Kratos into a Jedi Knight.......

....whoops, I hope that doesn't stain.......

* - Devil May Cry 3 is harder to beat than a rhesus-monkey on angel dust......who's just been laid off from his job at the plant......and is an Oakland Raiders fan....