Call me a kid. I turn 30 in a couple of years. Yet, when I saw the trailer for Star Wars Episode III my goosebumps just started popping up.
I imagine most guys my generation grew up on Jedi fodder. I mean, yea, we're all grown up now, some married, some with kids, some are doctors, lawyers and accountants. But deep inside, show me someone who didn't once think that the Millenium Falcon or the X-wing fighters were the coolest machines. And ladies, don't laugh; my girlfriends have told me about their childhood yearnings to have the Princess Leia cinnamon-roll-hairdo.
There is a word people use to describe folks like ourselves.
Never mind them. Foolish mortals. The Force will sustain us. Now, where did I leave my lightsaber?