Congratulations on Riding That Giant Worm to Freedom!

We all love Star Wars.  It's like, the best movie ever.  The second one, even better than the first.  We all love it, but we never thought that watching it would be a practical investment of our time moving forward in our lives.

But you did.  So you watched it.  You watched it over and over and over, until the memory of it was worn smooth in your mind like a well polished stone.  You watched it with such vigor and aplomb that your family, your friends, your co-workers all abandoned you.  They all thought you were crazy.

Then those aliens came to earth and imprisoned most of the planet's intellectuals on an asteroid spinning through space.

The asteroid isn't terrible: it has air, and a weird kind of algae grows there that you and your buddies can eat.  But it isn't home, and you really don't want to die on a space asteroid, so today you're going to use your Star Wars know how and, using a combination of mining gear (the aliens are forcing you to mine the asteroid) and know how (you also spent a lot of time reading technical manuals from the Star Wars universe) you're going to construct a small, spaceworthy pod, fasten it to the side of the space worm which inhabits the asteroid (every asteroid has one!) using a set of tools you derived from repeated viewings and readings of Dune (you have diverse interests) and then propel it off the asteroid, using a combination of The Force and some basic space flight know how you picked up in high school.

The end result will be a living spaceship, piloted with a set of hooks that you'll use to turn it through the substrate of space.  It'll move fast, alarmingly fast, propelling you through the void, towards home.  What you plan to do there remains indeterminate, but with plenty of worm innards to eat and months to plan, you're confident that you'll figure something out.

Congratulations on Riding That Giant Worm to Freedom!