Aye, Dark Overlord!
I do not believe in romantic fantasies. Things like fate, soul mates, and the American Dream are as real as the Jackalope and O.J.’s remorse. But occasionally I find sanctuary in the words of another. This time it is the wisdom of that wise, old sage, Jerry Maguire, as he speaks to his estranged wife. After explaining how hard his work can be, quickly buttressed by how mean other people are, he looks into her eyes with as much testosterone as he can muster (it is Tom Cruise, after all) and mutters those words we have yet to forget “….you complete me.” While I would never be one to mock the conciliatory delight of the Maguire family, it seems that I, too, have found my other half, my guiding light, my soul mate… if you will. And so it is today, in front of God and the registered users of Robot Panic, that I proclaim, “Aye, Dark Overlord!…. you complete me!”
