This weekend was spent in Vegas, and for the first time, I considered getting a tattoo. I was pretty sober, sitting at a pool when I saw a girl with R2D2 tattooed on her left shoulder. It was so cool and intellectual-like. R2D2 can mean so much: loyalty, quiet servanthood, and clever wit. His persona might even be worth celebrating, inscribing upon oneself the faithful charm that R2D2 exudes.

After a few hours, however, his charm wore off. Apparently it’s not so faithful on my end :/