Since first experiencing the Millennium Falcon’s jump to hyper space back in 1977, I’ve been a huge Star Wars fan. That’s why I purchased my ticket a couple of weeks ago and still arose way too early on my day off to see the latest film in the epic space opera.
I hear great things from the friends who were fortunate enough to see Rogue One last night. Now it’s my turn. Studly Doright didn’t think it was an important enough even to warrant taking a day off. His priorities are so skewed, but that means I’ll get to see it at least one more time.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 