7th Anniversary
December 24th, 2000.
You might recall a month ago today we celebrated the 7th anniversary of NJOE. Which is accurate - 7 years ago on November 24th, the “Unofficial New Jedi Order Encyclopedia” was launched. 7 years ago TODAY, December 24th, we officially moved to our NJOE.com address where we’ve been ever since. The future has never looked brighter for NJOE, so here’s to another 7 years.
As with MrNomAnor, I’d like to wish all of our regular readers and followers a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and whatever you choose to celebrate on this particular day (even if that’s just “yay… it’s another Monday and Tuesday.”) To get you in the festive mood, allow me to present The Night Before Christmas, as recounted by one special golden protocol droid from the Star Wars “Christmas in the Stars” CD:
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the shop
the toy making droids had each come to a stop.
The toys and the gifts had been stacked up with care,
in the hope that S. Claus would himself soon be there.
All over the world, children old, children young
were asleep as they dreamed of the stockings they’d hung,
with a smile on their faces all snug in their beds
as visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
But needing a wrench that I couldn’t find,
I went back to the shop leaving R2 behind.
As I searched thru the shop, there came a great clatter
and I thought ‘oh my stars there is something the matter.’
Then the clatter got louder and got me so vexed,
I hid under a bench to see what would come next.
The light of the moons on the new fallen snow
lit the wall of the shop with a soft friendly glow.
When there at the window what I saw made me stare:
A sleigh and eight reindeer floating in air,
and jumping across from the sleigh to the floor
was a round little man, nothing less, nothing more.
He was dressed all in furs from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot,
his eyes how they twinkled his dimples how merry,
his cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry.
He had a broad face and a round little belly
that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly.
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a box
and the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
And I thought can it be that S. Claus is alive?
Why the odds against that are ten billion to five.
But a wink of his eye and a turn of his head
soon helped me to know that I had nothing to dread.
He said not a word as he held out his sack,
then he reached for our toys, and he started to pack.
And I thought as I watched this shy little man
what a joy to be part of his wonderful plan.
Then he jumped in a flash to the seat of his sleigh
calling out to his reindeer to take him away.
“Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen
on Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen
By the light of the stars on each child we will call
Now dash away, dash away, dash away all.”
And I heard him exclaim as he sped out of sight
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”
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