Don’t you just hate it when someone snaps a picture of you at an inopportune time? I know I do.

It looks like we may have a chance to help build a place called “NYC” here in HKO. That is soooo splendid. I’m especially excited because I won’t have that silly bucket of bolts, R2 with me. I hope I get the chance to help place an enormous tower and then I can taunt him by saying, “Look at what I helped make, it’s over heeerrreeee.” But maybe that is too mean and I shouldn’t go that way. Time will tell.

I can’t believe Chewbacca would leave me in such a state. Well, I’m not going to let it ruin my trip to the lake. This reminds me of Naboo, and Master Anakin and Padme’s awkward conversations. I blame their raging hormones. I’m so glad I don’t have those programmed into my logic circuits. See you later, I’m going to go have a wine cooler and talk to Clay Aiken.

Hello, I am C-3PO, human cyborg relations. I am fluent in over 6 million forms of communication. I am especially gifted in Bernstein, Gershwin, Lerner, and Loewe. I want to thank SanrioTown for offering me shelter. With all the action I’ve seen, I’m surprised I’m still in one piece. Although I’m not much of a storyteller, I hope you’ll stop by from time to time and keep me company.

Before you leave, I think I’ll give you some advice. No matter what a small, trash can looking droid may think, now is never a time for heroics.