So WHO’S EXCITED FOR THE NEW STAR WARS, YOU GUYS.  I am, albeit with a soupçon of trepidation.  Because, listen, I went on Opening Day to see The Phantom Menace in ’99.  My boss let me out of work early and everything.  When I left the theater, I could do little else but sputter indignantly for, like, three hours.  I SHOULD HAVE JUST STAYED AT WORK.

But honestly, I’ve geeked all over my desk at the trailers for this one, just like everybody else, and I have a deeply personal relationship to the franchise, just like everybody else, and I just want to go in and lose my shit the way I did when I was 6 and my mom took me to see A New Hope in 1977.  I don’t think that’s too much to ask.