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This afternoon Steve-o and I went to COSI, Columbus' science museum. On Sunday, I had ridden my bike into town, and remembered, "Oh, hey, that Star Wars exhibit's been in town, hasn't it?" And, well, it leaves in a week or so, so Steve-o and I made the effort. I gots so many pictures of actual Star Wars set models and props. And I got to wait in line to sit in the Millennium Falcon's cockpit while Anthony Daniels showed us that the radio and the television signals we make form an expanding visible green sphere around our Solar System. It sounds like Looney Tunes.
Should I upload photos? I mean, you can find images of the Star Destroyer on your own, and it'll look the same. But I can be talked into it. Some random fanboy-looking fellow came up to me while we were looking at the Star Destroyer model, actually, and started volunteering me information about how some of the info placards were wrong. He claimed all sorts of things, and the one thing I remember him saying, was, in fact, completely something he misremembered. The Devastator IS the name of Darth Vader's Star Destroyer from the first movie. He was thinking of the Super Star Destroyer from the later movies, as Steve-o figured. Well, ha.
In your face.
Dude! This reader sent me his old box of Transformers! I've actually gotten a lot of mails over the years asking me if I want this or that toy, and generally it's stuff I already got, but this fellow offered me the mother lode. Should I say his name? I'm not sure how this works, but I'm very grateful. It manages to fill most of the holes in my collection. I spent a good portion of the day after our museum visit cleaning and dusting these guys off, and I have to say, he kept much better care of his stuff than I ever did as a kid. For God's sake, he actually managed to not lose the 30,000 accessories he'd accumulated. Most of these guys were complete. I lost entire Transformers, mostly to my sandbox and the ravages of time. I will have to patronize Reprolabels.com some more in the very near future to fix them up further. Most of them just need a little love, which I can certainly provide, via minty stickers or handywipes. Thanks, heretofore unnamed angel-type person!
Blaster, the big red cassette guy, was one of the new arrivals, though I was actually more excited to get the gun that came with him. Blaster was a big star in the Marvel Comics, but his gun was even bigger. Blaster couldn't let out a word edgewise without plugging his trusty Electro-Scrambler. He was kind of a dork. A dork that could electro-scramble you, but a dork.
I want to paint a Star Destroyer in lime green and purple.