Mom, why are you making me shake hands with Darth Vader?

Milo with storm troopers
Originally uploaded by Liz Henry.

We had a great time at Robogames today, watching weird robots slice each other into scrap. Deadly 60 pound pizza boxes with scythes! Helicopter chainsaw things! Metal turtles with flamethrowers! The scary, deadly little “Kilowatt” that rotated its whole body so fast it tore up the other robot’s armor with purple sparks flying out!

Moomin liked it!

I made him go up to the storm troopers and the other dude (Moomin was nearly sure that the guy in black is a tie-fighter pilot and not Darth Vader. Nearly sure. Because he doesn’t have a cloak.) He was super weirded out and shy with the freaky grownups in costumes.

Needless to say, all I could think about was how much I wanted to make out with the nameless nerds in evil star wars costumes. Hello. So dorky! It makes my pants come right off!

Instead I took Moomin to see the sumo lego bots, and we all admired the firefighter machines, and the artbots that draw stuff in sharpie marker and sing little songs.

Then off to see Jacqueline Carey reading at a bookstore. “Mom, why is that lady dressed up like that with that tattoo on her back?” “She’s a character from a book, a book that other lady wrote…” “What’s the book about?” “Um. You can read it someday. It’s about.. a lady with a big tattoo on her back.” “Oh!”

Then to a cafe, and comic book store, and game store… Rook and I spent an hour picking out comic books that we all could read. What a long day, but it was lovely.

Now we’re all lying around reading comic books.

We’re huge geeks.

It was a good Fathers’ Day!

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