Hello team. I've reached the ripe old blog of 50. Actually, I've produced 51, but the moderators saw fit to yank one of them out within minutes of it being committed, so I don't count that. I've also used up 60% of my blog space.

My blogs have been varied and wide-ranging. In the 16 months since setting out on this journey, my entries have covered the following subjects:

The Star Wars comics, and the great fiction contained therein
Vilmarh Grahrk
Force Ghosts
Luke Skywalker's EU (comics only) body count
Review of the year 2005
Asajj Ventress
Quinlan Vos
Midichlorians and Chocolate Milk
Gamorreans
Mastermind
Highlander
The prequel trailers
Music
Chicks
Idealistic crusades
Spoilers
Inspiring speeches
Sun-Tzu
Gangsters
Success
The Troubles
Etiquette and protocol
2000 AD
Gamorrean Sex (this was the blocked one)
Kelly's Heroes
Politics
My top 10 villains and heroes
Cockney Rhyming Slang
Beer goggles
The Hobbit
James Bond

As you can see, it's been a diverse process. I only hope that I can share more entries with you in the same manner.

In the time-honoured tradition of reaching this landmark, I wondered how I could make this entry special. Some people list their 50 favourite things, some throw a party, others simply thank their fellow bloggers.

As you know, I'm not one to conform.

So I came up with an idea that has hopefully not been done before. No, it's not the ability to cheat death, that's been done before, according to Darth Sidious. I wanted to thank the people that make blogging on this site special for me, but as that's done all the time, I have done it in my own unique style. Henceforth (and I don't expect you to be known by these names from now on, you're not Sith lords you know), I present to you, in honour of YOU lot, your a.k.a's.

(These are in no particular order, they are reeled off as I've done them, some were easier than others, the harder ones pushed to the end of the line until I got some inspiration, and some lucky ones have received more than one, as the anagrams just jumped at me easily.)

amidalooine = A loonie maid.
Rivet Head = Er, the diva?
The Stooge = Ooh, get set. Or = See to goth.
Vadersgirl33 = Drivel rags.
Brooklooineghost = Ooh best look: Ringo.
Jkthunder = The junk Dr. Or = J, the drunk.
Hansgirl13 = Slag in HR.
I didn't like this one so I combined her blog title, thus:
Hansgirl13: Invoking the Squee = Singin' HRH Queen L - invokes GTA.
Momof2youngpadawan = O, go down mama, fun pay.
Padmeskywalker77 = Welps made KY ark.
The Bothan Boy = A hot, bony Beth.
Kenobi-fan = A fine bonk.
Oboe-Wan = A new boo!
Jediprincess77 = CSI: Jeep sin Dr.
Ewanandhaydenfan5 = Hand DEA a new fanny.
The fragrant wookiee = No, I rake that wee frog.
Galacticbabe = Ace gal bait, BC. (BC are my initials, incidentally)
Nob01: Oil Bath Bubbles = Lil Bubba's ho bet.
Janlomona = J. Anal moon.
Greenandwhitejedi = Weed n' E? Get in, DJ Hair.
Jedi Master Mina = I, Damien Jamster.
Son of a Bith = His fat noob.
DJ Maul: Got Feet? = Mad jug-feel tot.
DarthRex0 = Dr Rat hex.
Confusedone = US con - no feed.
Granny-Wan = NWA rang NY.
Anakinside1 = In a snake ID.
Jedi Master Pickles = Redeem sick pigtails.
Jedi Tee: The Jedi Diaries = Die Edie Jr, a Sith.
Luuke.skywalker = Suky, UK - real kewl.
Fan4YRS: A Rebels Ramblings = Largin' Rabble Mess.
Sgt Doallyn = NY: Tall dogs.
Tiawyn = Nay wit.
Japanese Fett = JT? A snape feet.
Sol Kassar = SS Koala Sr.
Mastermonkey13 = Erm...manky toes?
Independentjac = DJ can't pee in end.
Jedi Melinda Wolf = Jew milf - dead loin.
Viagoangel2 = A no give gal.
Poltin = No lip, T.
Sam the Smuggler = These r glam mugs. Or = Muggle rest sham.
Eirtae: Rebel Heart = Rita Lee hates beer.
Darth Maul Jedi Secura = A hurt dude jail scream.
Leia19886: The Play Wicked = I led 'whack yeti' plea.
Wampa Jedi = Pie mad jaw.
Master Jedi Michael = C? Jarhead slime time.
Safety Jedi Girl = Greedy jail fist.
Rive Caedo = O, dear vice.
Jkelly: There is no conflict = He rifts ten colonic.
DevlenPiett = Pet devil net.
Marvolo7 = LA vroom.
Jedilily1016 = I dye Jill.
Sierra Jae = Arise 'E' jar.
The Infinite Force = Erotic 'n' fine thief.
Rjpeters = Re:Jr pest.
Darth Vicomte = Vac the dirt, Mo.
Sompeetalay = A steamy pole.
Narcranor = Rancor ran.
JediOrilla - IRA jello ID.
DarthCharlie32 = Hi. Hard Rectal.
Diviner525 = Rid vein.
Darthlando22 = Dad 'n' harlot.
Nerfherdersanonymous = Amen. Horror's funny seed.
Chris2OneBee = Obscene Heir.

Phew.

As you can see, I've ignored the numbers for those people who had numbers in them, and for those with short names, I've utilised their blog titles as well, if needed. Now, I was worried if I've forgotten someone, so if I have, I am truly sorry. C'est la vie.

Okay. Now that's complete, I'll leave you with a few original trilogy ponderables:

1. Why, if the planet Yavin is a gas giant, i.e. made of gas only, can the Death Star not simply fire through it, to get to Yavin IV? Is there a need to "orbit the planet at maximum velocity"?

2. How did the dianoga actually end up in the Death Star trash compactor? Was someone hiding a pet on board?

3. If a Star Destroyer has to dump its garbage every time it goes into Hyperspace, what the heck are they doing onboard to produce all that garbage seen in Episode V?

4. How did the wampa freeze Luke's feet into the cave ceiling? How did it melt the ice first in order to imbed his feet? Someone please explain the actual process for me. Thanks.

5. Luke had very little time to acquaint himself with his X-Wing on Yavin IV. How then, did he know what button to press to switch off his targeting computer, seeing as though the buttons were not labelled?

6. In Mos Eisley, how did that trooper know that the door was locked, just by tapping on it?

7. Does a giant space slug ever get dizzy when inside a spinning asteroid?

8. If Chewie could sniff the stormtroopers on Cloud City just before they revealed themselves, why could he not sniff the charred bits on C-3PO's blasted body parts? Plus, is his hearing bad? He should have heard the blasting anyway.

9. Do you think the Falcon would have been able to get away from the Death Star if Chewie had locked in the auxiliary power when first asked by Han?

10. Why didn't Endor's forest catch on fire when the Death Star shield generator blew up?

So there you have it.

Fifty blogs old today. I hope you've enjoyed it as much as I have coming up with it. Again, sorry if I've left you out, but I think I've got everyone that matters to me.

I thank you.