Hrrmm... good taste this young one has...
Greetings. Yoda my name is. Early birthday present I am. The Greyy one is watching tv, so left to me is the task of updating this.
Fraught with danger and excitement this day was. Met with my new friend and his family at Target I did. The young one name Tori was very eager to see me. Hopeful, I was, that one so young would seek out Yoda for his wisdom and learning. Disapointed I was that she was only interested in chewing on me. 800 years have I! No chew toy is Yoda! But cute she is, so suffered in silence I did.
Her brother was interested in becoming a Jedi, though his mother would not let him get a light sabre. Concerned for his future I became when he asked for the Darth Vader mask. Seeking the Dark Side is this one? Watch carefully I will this one.
Got to know them better I did. Created a light sabre did Ricky. With my guidance, fought many battles he did. Clear the house of the forces of darkness. Unchewed, my ears remained. Ticklish is young Tori. Good friends we all fast became.
Anniversary of the Greyy one's birth, tomorrow is. Uncertain am I as to how such things are celebrated on this planet. Hope that like Kashyyyk they are not. Trying to catch a number of greased porcines equal to one's age is tedious. Spent the first three days of my one hundred and thirty-seventh that way. Invovle music it might. Everytime the Greyy one looks at me, sings "I met him in a swamp down on Dagohbah..." he does. Strange, he is.