Armando:
The first time I ever visited Washington, D.C. (the city where I now live and work, mind you) I drove with two friends from Ohio (this was in grad school, in early 1999, when I was living in southern Michigan) to catch the Power of Myth exhibit at the Air and Space Museum. On the PA turnpike we almost got run over by a truck trying to merge into our lane, and all the three of us could think about as our life flashed before our eyes was that we wouldn’t be living long enough to see Episode I (we were young then).
We got lost and drove around for hours on either the beltway or the George Washington Parkway (they’re both loops, but I think it was the GW, cause that is one frustratingly difficult byway to exit from) and didn’t make it into our motel till 1 a.m. or so, and didn’t sleep for another couple of hours because we stayed up giddy, gabbing and making fun of the guy at the front desk.
Not so geeky, I guess, until you consider that I bailed out on a ski trip to visit a woman for this! Yes, I gave up sex to see a bunch of dusty Star Wars props and drawings. :eek:
Okay, maybe that’s just sad too…
And after seeing episode 1 you wish the outcome was different
So, I need to get the pictures from my mom, but I dressed up in a damned accurate Indiana Jones costume for like my 5th? Halloween or so. Hat from the Indiana Jones stage show at Disney, bomber jacket, item pouch with tennis balls for the stones from Temple, and a legit bullwhip.
