Since I am trying to revitalize some life into SWL, allow me to copy this post from my main blog, Hundredaire Socialite, and tell you all about the greatest purchase I have ever made, which came in last month. (I have trimmed the post for relevance; there is a link to the original at the end.)
I’ve been waiting for days now, breathless with anticipation, for the mail lady to get to the door and deliver, finally, my package! And now it’s here! It finally came! I’ve been waiting, and waiting, and waiting . . . and ta da!!
Okay, yes, that joke was funnier in my head when I did it in realtime for Mom earlier as well, but I wanted to keep it anyway. And I will keep it and there’s nothing you can do about it! Anyway, official ThinkGeek batteries are cool, despite your petty skepticism that I could possibly have this level of excitement over a couple of AAAs. Well, you’re probably right about that. All right, I won’t tease, although the batteries were part of my order: here is the actual package that I’ve been waiting for.
Between being depressed about my life not being where I wanted it to be by now, and just generally hurting over Zoë not being around, and after all the disappointments and pains and nothing going right this whole stupid year, I wanted to do something awesome. I wanted a pick-me-up. Yes, the last two years have been rotten, particularly this one, but at least! And maybe ThinkGeek’s free shipping and a $10/off coupon and their super epic clearance sale were not a good combination, but I have no regrets. Now that my oversized package is here, open, assembled, played with, photographed, photoshopped, etc., I definitely know I don’t have the slightest fragment of regret and will say with confidence: best. hundred dollars. ever.
I tore into the five foot long package eagerly while Mom stood by with a bemused expression.
It is even more glorious than I ever thought it would be. Now, naturally, I’d have preferred Luke’s ROTJ saber, but this one does technically double as Anakin’s (even though they sell two models — they sell this as Luke’s ANH saber, Anakin’s E3 saber, and also Darth Vader’s saber, which are all practically identical). It came assembled, but by the time I took this picture, I’d already dismantled it.
Haiku came in to investigate what was going on and she was nowhere near impressed, although she did briefly get excited over the styrofoam. Other than that, it hasn’t earned her seal of approval. She sat watching me with annoyance for just about the duration of my sorting out battery insertion, blade attachment and removal, removing stickers, polishing the surface . . . She left by the time I really got camera happy.
But yes. I finally, finally have my very own lightsaber. After years of covering broomsticks with construction paper and duck tape, my aluminum-foil covered paper towel tubes with scrap metal and plastic gems inside, my corny plastic collapsible children’s toys, I finally have a saber. It’s not a prop replica because the electronics means it has to be slightly larger — and it is an awkward size to hold — but it is generally as accurate to the film as possible. Plus it came with its own stand and belt hook, and the stand has a compartment where the cap (for when the blade is detached) or the belt hook can go when not in use. The saber makes all sorts of sounds — igniting, deactivating, idling, swinging, striking, plus, if you try to switch it on while the blade is removed, it makes a sputtering short circuit noise. And when the blade is removed or put back into place, it makes quiet connection noises. Yes, I spent about 20 minutes waving it around. It is far more than I had even thought it would be, and, for your information, I am completely comfortable walking around wearing it for the rest of my entire life.