Okay, okay. Yes, I know that I did not do Star Wars week on the blog this year. It makes me sad too.
I realized that I peaked way too early with this whole thing and my kids remind me every year how disappointed they are that we are not drinking blue milk, eating Taun-taun guts or carving a cantaloupe Death Star. I set the bar way too high, way too early.
But, hey, we got shirts! I know it isn't much, but it really represents the widow's mite
of Star Wars celebration.
Okay, I will throw you a bone.
This is actually how BB-8 is powered. Who knew?