I'm not certain he'd be my first choice for Star Wars characters into whose mouth I'd like to defecate, but at least we're opening a dialogue here.

I like feeling like I'm hurtling through the cosmos with my first coffee of the day.

Liar, this isn't Oregon. You were clearly hired by the Ewoks as a carpenter to build their fancy houses. They love hippies with weird wooden fans.

I'm glad to see the tree support. AT STs aren't especially stable and you never know when a rebel fighter on a speeder bike is going to cruise through in a high speed chase.

And this room is where we don our dramatic robes and chant the Imperial March. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QzntZLHcYy0

This is where Wicket lives as a classy, sophisticated adult Ewok. Nice to see he's graduated from a hammock.

"This baby's got a few surprises left in her, sweetheart."