Well, today I learned what it would actually take to get out of seeing Revenge of the Sith: going into labor. The neighbors we were going to go with? Yeah, the wife went into labor. Well, it did turn out to be false labor . . . maybe she’s onto something.
However, I went to the movie (it would be tough for me to fake the labor thing). And I thought it was pretty good. I still don’t get why J.P. is so nuts for all things Star Wars. But because I love him, I’m willing to do some things to make him happy.
Of course, I can say that now because there will be no more Star Wars movies.