Speaking of Star Wars, I heartily endorse the dark chocolate M&Ms that are out there promoting the new Star Wars flick. Merchandizing never tasted so good! The good guys get pastel-colored wimpy milk chocolate; the bad guys get yummy dark chocolate in cool, ominous colors. Go figure. Speaking of evil, I convinced a very pregnant lady at Tar-Git to get some of these M&Ms. (Though in truth she didn't seem to need a load of convincing.) She said her husband was going to rush out and see the movie on premier day - she expected she'd still be with the newborn, stuck at home. I felt bad for her, but pointed out that we do know how it's going to end, so it's not like someone can surprise her with the ending before she can see it. Man, I hope Jar Jar Binks gets lasered in half. That would be sweet.