Life as a Lemming
...Look closely here:
With the exception of the green hair and blue pajamas, that's pretty much me.
Allow me to explain myself:
Its 5 days away, and I already have tickets; for midnight; in a bad neighborhood.
I've been to every site I can find, looking for more information on it.
I've read spoilers, but not too much.
I even found a site that had storyboards for the whole thing... it was manna I tell you.
Figured it out yet? What could possibly hold sway over me so much that I would become nearly absorbed in it?
Well, Star Wars, of course.
I've got tickets, and yes, I am going to see the movie one minute after midnight the day it is released.
But the one thing I must point out is this: I am not a
Star Wars dork.
"I insist you take special care with my collection of valuable and humorous bumper stickers, particularly this one (he indicates a sticker which reads "My Other Car Is A Millennium Falcon") which was given to me by a Harrison Ford lookalike."
- Comic Book Guy
Let me clarify at this point and delineate between my love for Star Wars and a die-hard Star Wars fan:
They- You know what I'm going to say here. You've saw the news after Episode 1 came out. I saw it in person. CB Guy dressed as Obi Wan. Yoda masks everywhere. Biker chicks with Darth Maul's red face emblazoned across the chest. And the worst, the lowest... grown men dressed as Jar Jar Binks.
Let me say this: it is not funny or entertaining to wear a Star Wars costume in public. It's like keeping your KKK costume on when you leave Birmingham. One look, and people have judged you... including me. In all of my life, I have only laughed once or been pleased to see a person in a Star Wars costume. Remember in ET, when they went trick-or-treating with ET under the sheet and he walked by a kid dressed as Yoda and ET started chasing after the kid. That was funny. 40 year-old man dressed as Bobba Fett - Not funny.
I - don't conform. I will NOT be wearing a costume to the premiere. I will be wearing a red or blue Old Navy button-down shirt with Eddie Bauer Khaki's and my Doc Marten shoes. I'll be my own man.
They- wait in line for
two weeks for no other reason than to be strange, cultic and maniacal. The Simpson’s writers don't get their stereotypes out of thin air, you know.
I - wait in line for
two hours because I have to. Thanks to the guy dressed as an extra from Episode IV and his tent buddy dressed like Leia, (and it's not a girl) I have to get there two hours early, or I'm going to have to watch a great movie from the floor.
I - read the spoilers and look often at the websites.
They - created those websites.
They - know the name (real and in the movie) of that guy from Episode IV that flew along side Luke in an X-Wing.
I - didn't remember that it was called an X-wing until my roommate reminded me with a scornful tone. (He’s not a nerd either, just a little further along than I)
Yes, I AM a lemming. But I'm the kind of lemming that likes to walk a step or two slower sometimes or hesitate at the edge of the cliff so that everybody knows that I may be doing what everybody else is, but I don't have to. And maybe next time I won't
Have a great weekend!
