It's officially summer and I realized I hadn't posted anything since last fall!!! I've got two posts to throw out there, this one being the second.... But in a weird Inception-style twist, this one will be posted first... Ok, maybe more like the Star Wars saga... where we get the good trilogy first, and then have all our childhood dreams crushed and mutilated when the back story of our beloved favorites comes careening and screeching through out minds like steel nails on a chalkboard.... Or something like that... but less dramatic.... And not as epic sounding.
But seriously, if you've never had the pleasure of hearing, or even feeling, nails on a chalkboard or just plain old chalk making it's screech as it accidentally (or even on purpose) scrapes across the surface of the board.... Well... There's no real way to describe that feeling. Although some have tried by pointing to the Star Wars prequel trilogy.... But even that is tame by comparison. But that debate (which Star Wars trilogy is the best) is for a later post. Like closer to Christmas. You know, when that Lost director forgets to use his Alias when he takes us on a Star Trek, Into Darkness to find The Force Awakens....
(If that wasn't enough of an oblique reference for you... well, then I give up....)
No. Today, I'm going to post about a much *ahem* larger epic. One that has captured my personal imagination since I was a young lad. Much like everyone in my generation about 20-some odd years ago, if not more. This particular post will be one in a four-part series over the next few days. I hope you stick along for the ride! So, without further ado, click on past the jump to journey into...
