The Galactic Empire has secretly begun construction on a new armored space station even more powerful than the first dreaded Death Star.

Opening title crawl:

Luke Skywalker has returned to his home
planet of Tatooine in an attempt to rescue
his friend Han Solo from the clutches of the
vile gangster Jabba the Hutt.
Little does Luke know that the Galactic
Empire has secretly begun construction on a
new armored space station even more powerful
than the first dreaded Death Star.
When completed, this ultimate weapon will
spell certain doom for the small band of
Rebels struggling to restore freedom to the
galaxy…

Star Wars VI: Return of the Jedi

 

That’s crazy, the first one cost a small fortune as it is! Regardless, you knew that sooner or later, somebody, somewhere, would figure this out. Death Star would cost $852 Quadrillion I’m sure the Galactic Empire felt it was worth it.

 

    Palpatine is a politician.

    Anakin: “Not another lecture, Master. At leaset not on the economics of politics….”
    Anakin: “…and besides, you’re generalizing. The Chancellor doesn’t appear to be corrupt.”
    Obi-wan: “Palpatine is a politician. I have observed that he is very clever at following the passions and prejudices of the Senators.”
    Anakin: “I think he’s a good man. My…”

    Star Wars II: Attack of the Clones

    The MSNBC talking heads have taken over my coffee shop. Damn Caucus.

      Well, short help is better than no help at all.

      “Well, short help is better than no help at all.” – Han Solo, Star Wars VI: Return of the Jedi

       

      Stretch has kindly offered to help me this afternoon. By taking over a part of my lap.

        The odds of successfully surviving an attack on an Imperial Star Destroyer are approximately…

        “But Sir. The odds of successfully surviving an attack on an Imperial Star Destroyer are approximately…” – C-3PO, Star Wars V: The Empire Strikes Back

        Padawan Learner earned a 94% on the verbal Italian mid-term. *OMK’s breathing resumes*
        Written Italian mid-term is Tuesday, Energy mid-term is Thursday.  *once again, OMK involuntarily ceases to breathe*

          Hi chuba da naga? (What do you want?)

          Watto: “Hi chuba da naga?” (What do you want?)
          Qui-Gon: “I need parts for a J-type 327 Nubian.”
          Star Wars I: The Phantom Menace

          If you’re studying pre-historic migration or creative writing, there are two things for the taking on the Watto’s Junk Shop page that you might be interested in.

            Gluten-Free Gungan Goodies

            (aka – Gluten-Free, Dairy-Free Brownies adopted from LaPaz’s Simple gluten-free brownie recipe)

            In mixer combine:
            4 eggs
            2 cups sugar
            1 T vanilla
            Mix until smooth and creamy

            In separate bowl combine:
            3/4 cup cocoa powder
            1/2 cup brown rice flour
            1/4 t salt

            Add dry ingredients gradually to egg mixture.
            Mix well at medium speed (start slowly and work up to faster).

            Melt 1 cup Earth Balance margarine and drizzle into batter as mixer is running.
            Mix well.

            Pour into greased brownie pan ( I used 9 X 13)  and bake at 350 until inserted knife comes clean. Approximately 35 minutes.

            LaPaz suggests letting them cool before enjoying, but that’s just not how we work around here. I suggest eating them nearly the minute they come out of the oven.

              No co-ordinates?

              Jocasta Nu: “No co-ordinates? It sounds like the kind of directions you’d get from a street tout… some old miner or Furbog trader.”
              Obi-Wan: “All three actually.”
              Star Wars II: Attack of the Clones

              In the mood to be my confidant? No? Too bad, you’ve already been sucked in just by reading this.

              Frankly, I realized last night that I am experiencing a crisis of purpose. I tried to explain it to Dad Windu but he just didn’t get what I was saying. He just wanted to fix it. That whole Mars vs. Venus thing.

              In a nutshell, I just don’t know what to do with myself – in any area – right now: homeschooling/unschooling planning/activities, personal activities & hobbies, and some greater “meaning” (whatever that means). I feel somewhat like someone hit me on the head and dropped me in the middle of Prague – a nice place and all I’m sure – but I don’t know which way to turn, which road to follow, where to begin.

              It’s not depression, because I’m not sad or withdrawn or anything like that; it’s just a lack of direction I think. The things I used to do  – dutch, knitting, etc – aren’t what they used to be. Are they things I did out of habit? It’s like the interest stayed in GR. Make any sense? What’s your armchair therapist take on the situation? Have any idea about which road to take? Been here yourself?