As you may know from all the hype, “Star Wars” recently had its 30-year anniversary. I was seven when that film came out and I remember going to see it in the theater. When my Aunt Barb, with whom my sister and I were deposited as usual that summer, told us what movie we were going to see, I remember thinking, “‘Star Wars?’ How do stars go to war?”

Flash forward thirty years to Kevin digging around under the house and unearthing an old Star Wars action figure, complete with sweet-embraceable-you arms and two black eyes. He’s a groovy retro addition to my otherwise modern collection. (Hey, Jesus on rollerskates is modern.)

[tags]Star Wars, action figures[/tags]