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May the Fourth be with you, and so on, and so forth.....

Local 501st members
All of Nerd-dom will heed the cry, all of Geek-dom will don their attire....

May 4th, 2013--- only the 3rd (?) annual event for every Star Wars fan---- the one day every fan flaunts their lisp collectively and proudly--- "May the Fourth be with You!" Of course, I may have intentionally emphasized the "th" just for that explicit purpose....

Though I enjoyed the 3 original movies, which, I guess are really, movies 4,5 and 6.... I have always been a Trekkie at heart. Not that there's anything wrong with Star Wars, I just cut my teeth on re-runs of the original Star Trek series growing up, and that's where my heart lies.

Even Sand People like posing
However... let me say that again... HOWEVER, I am a huge sucker for puns and an even 'huger' sucker for a good cause--- so, when you bring out the Star Wars costumes to promote literacy on a day that twists the original line from the series, I can't help but get excited.    

Stars Wars Day has been growing in our little neck of the literary world, and though our corporate offices pushed for a Star Wars Read Day last year, it really came into its own this year---  I don't know if we have more Geeks in power, or if they've finally realized that we Geeks will spend the money if you bring the right stuff out....

I love working for a bookstore, have loved it for the last 10 years, but, there are times when I love being a bookstore manager more than others--- like, when we're allowed to "play" in the name of literacy, and we won't get chewed out for bringing our toys to work.

Jawa finds picture of cousin? er, uncle? er, sister?
Yes, I'm very aware that the bottom-line is still very important for those in charge, but, to be given free-rein to 'enjoy' the selling, makes the profit-hunting a bit more bearable.

We were EXTREMELY lucky this year, that some members of our local 501st unit came out, with some of their friends--- they had a blast, playing with our customers, playing with our products and playing with us... it was a wonderful way to spend a Saturday at work.
You WILL read and you WILL enjoy it....

Promoting literacy is what it's all about, when you get down to it... when you take away the dollar signs, when you take away the fancy gadgets... all we want to do as honest and humble booksellers is to put a book into a child's hand and wait on tenterhooks to see if they come back next week for another book.

And, if it takes an Emperor's Royal Guard or a Storm Trooper and his Imperial TIE Fighter Pilot friend to bully you into reading.... so be it!

Storm Trooper NOT amused by toy Enterprise
Live Long and, er, those were the droids you were looking for!

Read or else!!!


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