Despite the presence of a number of questions both pending and weighty, life is settling into something of a routine; I’m able to sleep at least seven hours each night, my total commute time is about 15 minutes, and work thus far is shaping up to be more than satisfactory. The muse should wake up any time now, right? Right?
I wonder if she’s awake but not letting on. Maybe I have to try to write something to see if she’s still there. Hellooooo!
Hard to believe I used to entertain myself by writing. Nowadays, I have to resort to YouTube parodies of the old Star Trek.
But nothing compares to the real thing, eh? I bring you CAPTAIN KIRK, SPACE QUEEN!
See, this is how the writers thought Kirk would behave if he had a woman inside of him. The director must have told Shatner to pull out all the stops on this one. I can imagine Shatner: “What’s my motivation?” and the director: “You’re a woman! Trapped! Inside a man’s body!”
Gotta go. Ferret Bueller’s being a pain in the tush again.
D.
Karen says this wasn’t the “Captain Kirk Space Queen” episode, but the one in which Kirk gets split (by the transporter, right? Darn that persnickety machine!) into good but wimpy Kirk and strong but nasty Kirk. Wow. It’s like the writers stayed up all hours trying to come up with new and different (well, sort of different) plots to enable Shatner to overact.