Just a tired, ex bounty hunter contemplating his life decisions in the moon light. (and me standing just off screen, two thumbs up shouting 'you're doing amazing, sweetie!')
So I finally watched the Book of Boba Fett. And let's just say that if you don't enjoy talking about Boba Fett's dusty desert pyjamas and Temuera Morrison's delightful freckles, then you're probably not going to get much meaningful conversation out of me right now. Woof. ;-)