Showing posts with label star trek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label star trek. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Hmmm, this is not what I asked for Christmas

It seems the stress of the holidays and other family issues has garnered me a holiday cold. So enjoy a past post while I down some nyquil and go blissfully to lala land for a visit. This convo between me and T has always been a personal fav of mine. I hope you enjoy too.

To Boldly Go Where No Man Has Gone Before…Conversations with a Trekie

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Hubs: So the 3 dots means Commander and the 2.5 dots means LT Commander?
Me: Huh?
Hubs: Reiker has 3 dots and Troy  has 2 and 1/2 dots. I’m trying to learn their insignias.
Me: What are talking about?
Hubs: Star Trek Next Generation. You never listen to me.
Me: I do to.
Hubs: Whatever. Anyway, I’m writing down what rank everyone is so I know who and what they are.
Me: Why?
Hubs: So when I meet them I know what’s what. I don’t want to call Reiker Captain when he is obviously a Commander.
Me: Uh huh… you know he just PLAYS a Commander right?
Hubs: Bite your tongue woman! If Diana Troy teleported down here right now, your arse would be replaced in a heart beat. They live among the stars. They go bravely forth into new worlds. They boldly go where no man has gone before.
Me: Your scaring me.
Hubs: You should watch with me. This is educational.
Me: Educational?
Hubs: Astronomy. Hellooo? Planets, solar systems, new life forms.
Me: Are you taking your meds?
Hubs: Oh that Data. He’s hilarious.
Me: Uh huh.
Hubs: Your just jealous.
Me:  Why is that?
Hubs: ‘Cause they would like me better.
Me: Sure they would. Crazy people always bond together.
Hubs: OoooO…I need one of those.
Me: One of what?
Hubs: That communicator pin. Just hit and I could talk to you from anywhere.
Me: You have something like that. It’s called a cell phone.
Hubs: Stop dissing on my parade woman!
Hubs: When do you think they’ll make new episodes.
Me: The show ended in 1994.
Hubs: WHAT?!?!?!
Me: Yep. They have all retired and now hang out in the lounge getting drunk and telling lies.
Hubs: They can’t end it. I must complain. Who do I write to?
Me: Complain about what? It’s O.V.E.R. It’s been over for like 16 years.
Hubs: *sobbing softly on the couch* It’ll never be over for me. Never.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Well since you asked…Why me?



Hubs-Tori!!!
Me-Whaaaa?
Hubs-Come here
Me-Whaaaa? I’m busy.
Hubs-Just come here a minute. I want to show you something.
Me-Not interested.
Hubs-No, seriously. It’s really cool.
Me-Dude, if I come back there and your pants are around your ankles I’m kicking you in the taco.
Hubs-No. No. Come here…look what I found.
Me-*walking back to bedroom*
Hubs-See? *pointing at the floor*
Me-Whaaaa?
Hubs-See that stain? It looks JUST like Captain Picard.
Me-*blank face*
Hubs-You know…Jean-Luc Picard...Captain Picard…Star Trek Next Generation. My hero?
Me-You interrupted me at work to show me a stain on the rug?
Hubs-Not just a stain. This is Picard! This is Star Trek merchandise. We could sell this on ebay.
Me-*sigh* We are not selling this on ebay.
Me-Where did this stain come from?
Hubs-*blank face*
Me-Where.Did.This.Stain.Come.From?
Hubs-Kidlet did it.
Me-Kidlet's at school. And you should be ashamed blaming your child for something you did.
Hubs-Isn't that why we had her?
Me-Clean it up *walking away*
Hubs-But honey…it’s Picard!