To Boldly Go

So, this weekend, I channeled my inner geek and went to see Star Trek: The Tour.  It was pretty cool -- I think the neatest thing for me were the set replicas (some of which you could actually stand in/on, but Patrick had stomach trouble and didn't want to wait -- as you can imagine, those lines were the longest).  I took a few pictures, but like a certain blogger who I used to have a horrible crush on, and now read 'cause he's an awesome writer, my camera battery died.

At least I'm in good company, eh?

Oh, and my second favorite part: they had a simulator ride (think Star Tours) where you are bringing some sort of technobabble thing to the moon -- but you're on Shuttlecraft Hawking (very cool); also, there were like 50 47s stuck into the short ride.

I've been a Trekkie since I was five, when my dad was buying the Original Series episodes on VHS tape (he correctly predicted that VHS would win the format wars because there was no way to record to Betamax at home) and showed me "The Trouble With Tribbles."  

The first three seasons of Enterprise didn't interest me (to be honest, they lost me in the first five minutes of the pilot with the bumpy-headed Klingons, a continuity gaffe that was so awful as to be ridiculous), though the fourth was vastly better (they hired Star Trek novelists who actually found a way to explain the aforementioned horrible continuity gaffe), and I'm not at all sure about the current movie, so it was nice that the exhibit focused largely on the Original Series and Next Generation.

It allowed annoyance-free nostalgia.  :-)

Where it all began.

*sniff*  "Let's see what's out there.  Engage."

"Many such adventures are possible."