Princess Leia ruined me.

My failure is complete when it comes to relationships.  I've had many.  Lately I've been thinking about all those failures and wondering what the fuck happened.  Beer can be blamed for some.  I came across this picture recently and it seemed to open my eyes a bit.  In 1977 I was 12.  I think I was 13 when we finally got around to seeing Star Wars.  My brother and I were already in love with Farrah Fawcett.  Perhaps it was her that started it all with that red one piece poster.  Still hot.  But as I look at this pic it stirs something in me.  I may have been comparing everyone else to Leia.  How unfair.  Sassy, strong, beautiful, vulnerable.  I've said for many years that I would end up with a woman with dark hairs and dark eyes.  35 years on and I still can't get her out of my head.  Thank you Carrie... I think. Therapy anyone?

Random Star Wars pic that has nothing to do with the post.

So.  Here we are on the verge of a new year.  I have much to say.  We have lost Christopher Hithchens.
I would so like to sit and share a Johnnie Walker Black with that man.  He is the biggest inspiration to my current frame of thought.  He softened at the end, telling young people to remember the 'love part'.  A beautiful man.  No capitulation.  I will strive to be that strong.  Hitch!  I love you man!

Who Da Man!!?

Prez Obama supports same sex marriage!  Awesome!

There!  Are!  Four!  Lights!