Click your way to a happier future and a head full of hair!
:: I apologize to my fellow liberals for revealing this conspiracy, but America deserves to know the truth. (Crap. I was in line for my very own Star Destroyer.)
:: “Artist, please draw more attention to the severed head.”
:: I may as well tell you up front, so you know where my bias lies: Deep Space Nine was, and is, my favorite of all the Star Trek series. And I’ll fight anyone who’s got a problem with that, bub. (Mine, too, and for all the reasons this fellow gives.)
:: The reader gets the thrills of action, adventure, daring-do, and a lengthy explanation of the difficulties of searching for a star that might have a planet in a large area of space. Fortunately there is a girl along to ask the dumb questions. (Nice post about the charms of reading old SF. I find it can depend on the writer and the age of the work; my mind rebelled some time back when I read a story by Edmund Hamilton that had spaceships landing on the surface of Neptune.)
:: It’s like someone going into Baskin-Robbins and not bothering to look at any of the flavors, but just going straight for the chocolate–every time. Yeah, maybe the chocolate is good, but every single time? (I’ll admit that I’m looking forward to the new Trek movie, but not because I want some more Trek, but because I have an itch for some explodey-spaceshippy goodness that isn’t getting scratched any other way, outside of books and comics, and I just want a movie with some explodey-spaceshippy goodness. But again, did it have to be Kirk and company? Why not a whole new ship, with a whole new crew? Why does it have to be Trek at all?)
All for this week. Tune in next week!
