STABcast Episode 115: My Mistress’ Eyes

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. -William Shakespeare, Sonnet 130    First, love the poetry, as Ben posted this on Valentine's Day. Clearly, he is filled with love. Second, come on down for a great episode of the STABcast. We are having a ton of fun this week talking battle reports and Asajji Ventress! The glare she gives Obi-Wan, the shameless flirting Obi-Wan returns. It is all here as we talk Star Wars Legion!