I'm a little tired, so this ramble will likely be short, and it may or may not make sense... well, less sense than normal. I just returned from seeing Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith, and I feel the need to babble forth about the movie. Don't worry, I won't go into detail, I just wanted to say this:

It rocked.

There. I'm all done.

Talking about the movie, that is. Instead, I want to talk about community pride. I live in a small town with a single one-screen theater. That theater is run by a family which does everything it can to better the community, and to bring it together -- from hosting concerts, to showing old movies to benefit the local food bank, to any number of other things.

And tonight, the community -- well, 311 (the capacity of the theater) of us -- was brought together in a pretty cool way. We waiting in line before the movie outside, with no fear of being out on the streets in the middle of the night (being next door to the police station helped, of course), and everyone chatted with everyone else. We viewed Star Wars memorabilia which was on display at the Grauman's Chinese Theatre back in 1977 when the first movie was shown there. We watched pre-movie Star Wars stuff and had a sing-along when they played a video set to "Weird Al" Yankovic's "The Saga Begins", which is a Star Wars-themed parody of Don McLean's "American Pie." We applauded when the movie started, and we applauded when it ended. I spoke with a reporter from the local paper and said some incredibly geeky things, and had my picture taken with a cardboard cut-out of Chewbacca.

And here's the really geeky thing -- on the way home, zipping through the dark streets on my Purple Plaything (which is still a Honda scooter, I swear) at 2:30am, I had the eerie feeling the Force was with me.

Like I said -- major geekfest. Such is life. Even the weather -- which had been full of wind, thunder, and a lot of rain this morning -- cleared out and was crystal clear this evening so us folks waiting outside in line didn't have to go into the theater looking like drowned rats.

Instead, we were something of a sideshow to those passing in cars. But, again, such is life. As for me, I haven't been feeling too well lately, and wasn't sure I was going to be up to going. Somehow, today was a better day, and I was able to go.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go wind down so I might have a chance at sleeping before morning. That, and I need to figure out how many of my nieces and nephews I can gather this weekend so I'll have an excuse to go to the movie again. Maybe if I work it right, they'll be out this weekend and next weekend. You know, so I can spend quality time with each of them.

Yeah. Right.

May the Force be with you.