Keeping Up With The Cardassians

While flipping channels yesterday I stumbled upon this old friend. Star Trek, The Next Generation was the Star Trek of MY generation. My kids swarmed around me and started asking all sorts of questions.

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"How can that guy see with that thing on his eyes?"

"Why is that guy all white and shiney?"

"Hey, that ship looks like U.S.S. Apple-pies from Veggie Tales!"

"Isn't this that show with the Speck guy?"

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Needless to say I was made painfully aware of a lack of Treky education in my home. Somewhere in heaven my father was shaking his head in disbelief. After all, dad was the one who got me hooked. He took me to see Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home in the theater. When he was sick with cancer I would sit next to him on his bed to watch Star Trek The Next Generation. I own all the original Star Trek movies on VHS (recorded off TV, of course) including a recording of TV episode 23: Space Seed where Kahn is first introduced. And I had a major crush on Warf in highschool.

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I had some serious catching up to do with my kids. I quickly set my DVR to record future episodes of ST The Next Generation. Tonight I sat down with Sweet Terror and Monster Man to watch one. Cookie came in half way through it and said, "Ew, who is that? Is she a Romu-thingy like on the last one?"

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"No, these are different aliens called Cardassians. You know, kind of like the Kardashians."

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And now I want this T-shirt:

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Does that make me a nerd?

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I Want to Blog Again... Maybe

For the past couple years I've only had enough mental capacity to compose a facebook status (and sometimes not even for that) let alone blogging. But every now and then someone has a facebook status that reminds me of one of my old blog posts. So I search through them, read through them, find the one I'm thinking of, and I share it on facebook. Every time I do this I think, "I really need to start blogging again," and every time I laugh at myself and think, "Yeah right."

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Today I did this again, but then I fought back with, "Why not, nobody would even read it, so, why not?" So, I'm sitting here in my messy office, waiting for a lasagna to finish baking, frustrated that more people aren't contributing to facebook so I can have something to do on here and, well, there you have it. I'm back... maybe... we'll see.