When I was younger, I liked sci-fi movies, like every 12 year old boy who was 115 pounds and wore glasses usually do. Everyday my father would drop me off at school because I was not old enough to drive. Legally. Every day, as I got out of the car, my dad would look me in the eyes and say “May the Force be with you.” And every day I’d be really embarrassed. But day after day he would do it, and day after day I’d be embarrassed. Finally, one day I said: “Dad, there are so many other sci fi movies that I like, why don’t you quote from one of them? Change it up a little.” And he said, “If that’s what you want.” And I said, “That’s what I want.” So my dad punched me in the face and said “Welcome to Earth.”