Ian McDiarmid didn’t pass away. But yes, this movie might be the single worst cinematic disappointment I’ve ever witnessed in my life. I’ll never watch it again.

I don’t understand the Jaguar at all. He keeps it in a storage facility and I’ve never even seen it. Whatever. I never counted on any kind of inheritance from them, so I guess they can spend it up however they want, but I’ve been out of work for three months now, chewing up the meager retirement I’ve managed to save just keeping bills paid, and it’s just frustrating.

My parents have never helped me. They’ve never been able to. On the other hand, we’ve given them a fucking car to make it easier for them to help us out with watching kids and running them around. Then my dad bought a Jaguar. And he has a boat. And a truck. But they didn’t have air conditioning for about a decade because they couldn’t afford it.

I love them, but they are selfish and stupid when it comes to money. As long as they leave my sister (who is disabled and unable to work) some extra money when they pass so I don’t have to pay a bunch for her, too, I’ll be happy.

I think it’s this: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Story_of_Star_Wars

Other than the narrator it was all original audio from the movies I think. No idea who the narrator was.

It’s incomplete, but it’s here: https://youtu.be/72rovnIg85k?si=NZxuz7VqM4GjKaZp

I had Episode 4 and maybe 6?

It’s not the soundtrack. It’s like, the radio play or something. I can still hear the narration.

Vader grips the rebels throat

“We intercepted no transmissions. This is a consular ship. We’re on a… diplomatic mission.”

The Star Wars audio cassette. No idea what it would do for me today, but I miss that tape.

Now I just listen to rain or ocean waves on Alexa.

Well he specified static website, which rules out WP, but yes. If your host accepts posts (in the generic sense, not necessarily specifically the http verb POST) that raises tons of other questions, that frankly were already well addressed when I made my post.

DDoS and hacking are like taxes: you should be so lucky as to have to worry about them, because that means you’re wildly successful. Worry about getting there first because that’s the hard part.

It’s a beautiful holiday to celebrate with you.

That looks like a very fun way to spend your time. Good luck with OF.

That’s too bad. I’d go back to school if I got to see more of this around campus.

Whatever you call it, I’m a sucker for some lovely peeking areolae.