Sorry for the bit of silence, but I’m sick. Nothing horribly debilitating. I’ve been functioning- taking the Oldest Kidlet to school, making sure the boys are fed… but I’m sick.
It seems that beyond the things I know that I need to do, my brain would prefer to take a vacation.
That, my friends, is a TIE Advanced. I admit, the kidlet’s a little behind on his Star Wars knowledge (though he already loves R2D2), but boy does he love the “arrow spaceship sandwich” (his words, not mine.