Star Wars is still special: While We’re Waiting

Happy Friday everyone. Thanks for joining us today. I promise there are no spoilers anywhere in here.

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Regardless of the movie, Star Wars is still something special…

The Last Jedi is a Star Wars movie. I’m not going to do a bunch of movie spoiling on this website, so fear not. I’m not going to talk about the movie itself as much as I’m going to talk about the importance of its existence. I caught the latest Star Wars saga on the big screen at 7:30 PM on a Thursday night with my seven-year-old. That’s more important than any push and pull of the force involving Luke, Leia, Finn, Kylo Ren or Rey. I got to watch that movie with my son Ben. It’s not quite as amazing as taking him to Pittsburgh to see Tool like we did this spring. And it’s definitely not on the level of the Cavaliers’ championship Game 7, but it’s the same genre. Regardless of any cine-machinations, that’s good enough for me.

I wondered aloud when The Force Awakens came out how long the generic Star Wars magic would last. Through that film, Rogue One and now The Last Jedi, I know the magic exists. There were three other dads with second graders with us last night. I saw two other classmates of Ben’s at the theater last night as well, so I know the magic is alive and well.

That’s the real gift of Star Wars at this point in my life. It’s something I get legitimately excited for in a nostalgic way that I only embrace in my life occasionally with sports and music. It’s not like a Pixar movie or anything else that I saw as a kid that I know my kid will like. Star Wars is bigger and the longer they keep that flame burning, the better.

I’ll follow up at a later date with my thoughts about this particular movie. For now, I’ll just say it was a hell of a father-son evening.

Apple can’t get the MacBook Pro right but they can sell you a $13,000 computer…

I have nothing but first-world problems in my life. I know this. My issue? I’m limping along with a MacBook Pro from 2013 that I maxed out at the time, but chokes on video editing here in 2017. I really wanted a MacBook Pro that would allow me to take my 16 gigs of ram up to 32 gigs. It might not matter with the advent of newer processors and video cards in the latest MacBook Pro computers, but it offends my sensibilities that these “top-of-the-line” computers are completely incapable of having more than 16 gigs of ram. When I buy a computer, I go a bit over the top and expect it to last. I can’t help but feel like I’m asking for obsolescence with just 16 gigs of ram on a new notebook computer.

In the meantime, Apple solved the issue for pros with their new iMacs. So, I decided to goof off and see what the max price would be if I amped up all the specs. As it turns out, it’s a moderately expensive used car. I tweeted the following.

I got no less than three text messages asking me if I had actually purchased such a ridiculous machine. Have no fear, people. Unless I won the lottery, I couldn’t afford that computer. And even if I did win the lottery, I wouldn’t bother. You know, unless I start working as a 3d animator at Pixar.

That’s it from me this week. I don’t have the heart to go into John Dorsey and the pile of horse dung that I think he stepped in on the radio for no apparent reason. It made no sense to me. I’ll simply quote myself from Twitter, which was relayed to me by my mom, and remains to be some really good advice for life.