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Dec. 11th, 2012 01:00 am
goldvermilion87: (littlejohn)
Making people laugh hysterically at death since 1966.

YOU ARE A HORRIBLE PERSON, GENE RODDENBERRY.

*giggle*
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Remember Fern from Charlotte's Web?  (ONE OF MY FAVORITE MOVIES WHEN I WAS A KID):


It's the same actress as the creepy blonde haired girl in "And The Children Shall Lead."

*shivers*
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Remember Fern from Charlotte's Web?  (ONE OF MY FAVORITE MOVIES WHEN I WAS A KID):


It's the same actress as the creepy blonde haired girl in "And The Children Shall Lead."

*shivers*
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I shall call my new computer Spock.  He does not seem to have the hard drive limitations that Sherlock does, nor does he have dark moods the way Sherlock does.

Then I shall call my external harddrive Sherlock. 

I feel so much better having made that decision.
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I shall call my new computer Spock.  He does not seem to have the hard drive limitations that Sherlock does, nor does he have dark moods the way Sherlock does.

Then I shall call my external harddrive Sherlock. 

I feel so much better having made that decision.
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A true drabble for [livejournal.com profile] poeticmaiden  for this drabble-requesting meme. (PLEASE STOP BY AND REQUEST A DRABBLE! FOUR SPOTS LEFT!!! )

Or Could it?


“You know, you’ve been acting very… odd lately…”

 “Odd, captain?”

 “The two of you. It’s like you’re… getting along!”

 “I know it’s hard to believe, Jim, but this walking computer can be almost fun once you get to know him.”

 “And despite his illogical habits, Dr. McCoy is not wholly repulsive.”

 “This… this doesn’t have anything to do with whatever happened when I was drugged by…”

 “What? Of course not, Jim. We’ve already told you. You fell fast asleep.”

 “Spock did you just…?”

 “Captain?”

 “No. No, that couldn’t…  Never mind. Goodnight.”

 One minute later

 “Computer! Vulcan Culture files. Subject: Winking.”


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A true drabble for [livejournal.com profile] poeticmaiden  for this drabble-requesting meme. (PLEASE STOP BY AND REQUEST A DRABBLE! FOUR SPOTS LEFT!!! )

Or Could it?


“You know, you’ve been acting very… odd lately…”

 “Odd, captain?”

 “The two of you. It’s like you’re… getting along!”

 “I know it’s hard to believe, Jim, but this walking computer can be almost fun once you get to know him.”

 “And despite his illogical habits, Dr. McCoy is not wholly repulsive.”

 “This… this doesn’t have anything to do with whatever happened when I was drugged by…”

 “What? Of course not, Jim. We’ve already told you. You fell fast asleep.”

 “Spock did you just…?”

 “Captain?”

 “No. No, that couldn’t…  Never mind. Goodnight.”

 One minute later

 “Computer! Vulcan Culture files. Subject: Winking.”


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A limerick for Challenge 003 at [livejournal.com profile] great_tales 







Mission Aborted

There once was a Vulcan named Spock
Whose heart was as hard as a rock
Then Nurse Chapel came by
And he started to cry...
 
"Captain, this verse form is highly illogical."
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A limerick for Challenge 003 at [livejournal.com profile] great_tales 







Mission Aborted

There once was a Vulcan named Spock
Whose heart was as hard as a rock
Then Nurse Chapel came by
And he started to cry...
 
"Captain, this verse form is highly illogical."
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Epic fail at filling a request, but it might give someone a giggle, while I go back to the drawing board:



Mostly Harmless

“What happened? My head is killing me!”

“I dunno, Jim. Maybe one of the angels who were dropping like flies out of heaven last night fell on your head.”

“It seems, doctor, that the strain of a heartbeat going to Warp 10 whenever a woman entered hearing range is the more likely culprit."

“If you say another word, I will kill you with my bare hands.”

“Fascinating. That is precisely what that Klingon woman said when you requested that she inform you of her Astrological sign.”

"What?! Why didn’t you guys tell me I was drinking a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster?"


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Epic fail at filling a request, but it might give someone a giggle, while I go back to the drawing board:



Mostly Harmless

“What happened? My head is killing me!”

“I dunno, Jim. Maybe one of the angels who were dropping like flies out of heaven last night fell on your head.”

“It seems, doctor, that the strain of a heartbeat going to Warp 10 whenever a woman entered hearing range is the more likely culprit."

“If you say another word, I will kill you with my bare hands.”

“Fascinating. That is precisely what that Klingon woman said when you requested that she inform you of her Astrological sign.”

"What?! Why didn’t you guys tell me I was drinking a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster?"


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A true drabble written from Christine Chapel's perspective  for [livejournal.com profile] dreamflower02  for this drabble-requesting meme.

(STOP BY AND REQUEST A DRABBLE.  FIVE OPEN SPOTS!  :-D)

(Before you all come and stone me, these are Christine Chapel's thoughts very early in her tenure on the Enterprise, not her final assessment.  And for all you not-completely-obsessed-with-ST:TOS readers, Chapel joined the Enterprise crew essentially to hitch a ride to the remote station where her fiance, Roger Korby, was stationed.    :-)  )



New in Town

She’d been in pediatrics before this. 

Caring for children with nasty stomach bugs did not prepare her for the bizarre ailments Enterprise crewmembers contracted on away missions. And she’d nearly been sick herself after she saw the casualties from that radiation related accident down in Engineering.  

But the biggest shock was her new supervisor. She used to feel mildly embarrassed whenever Dr. Markowitz put on Groucho Marx glasses to distract a fussy patient, but now she’d gladly wear a pair herself if she thought it would stop Dr. McCoy shouting at that Vulcan, Mr. Spock.

Roger had better be grateful.


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A true drabble written from Christine Chapel's perspective  for [livejournal.com profile] dreamflower02  for this drabble-requesting meme.

(STOP BY AND REQUEST A DRABBLE.  FIVE OPEN SPOTS!  :-D)

(Before you all come and stone me, these are Christine Chapel's thoughts very early in her tenure on the Enterprise, not her final assessment.  And for all you not-completely-obsessed-with-ST:TOS readers, Chapel joined the Enterprise crew essentially to hitch a ride to the remote station where her fiance, Roger Korby, was stationed.    :-)  )



New in Town

She’d been in pediatrics before this. 

Caring for children with nasty stomach bugs did not prepare her for the bizarre ailments Enterprise crewmembers contracted on away missions. And she’d nearly been sick herself after she saw the casualties from that radiation related accident down in Engineering.  

But the biggest shock was her new supervisor. She used to feel mildly embarrassed whenever Dr. Markowitz put on Groucho Marx glasses to distract a fussy patient, but now she’d gladly wear a pair herself if she thought it would stop Dr. McCoy shouting at that Vulcan, Mr. Spock.

Roger had better be grateful.


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A 55 word fic for Challenge 001 at [livejournal.com profile] great_tales .  I am convinced that if they had "Apples to Apples" on the Enterprise, this is exactly what would happen.  :-)

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Game Night

“Captain, you said ‘classic Terran games.’”

“We’re playing group games, not chess.”

“‘Apples to Apples’ is illogical.”

“You learn a lot about the people you play it with. That’s logical.”

Two hours later, Kirk’s impulsive card submissions had won him all but six rounds, and McCoy had stormed off because his submissions were RIGHT!

Fascinating.


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A 55 word fic for Challenge 001 at [livejournal.com profile] great_tales .  I am convinced that if they had "Apples to Apples" on the Enterprise, this is exactly what would happen.  :-)

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Game Night

“Captain, you said ‘classic Terran games.’”

“We’re playing group games, not chess.”

“‘Apples to Apples’ is illogical.”

“You learn a lot about the people you play it with. That’s logical.”

Two hours later, Kirk’s impulsive card submissions had won him all but six rounds, and McCoy had stormed off because his submissions were RIGHT!

Fascinating.


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The background:

1.  In the car on the way to my grandparents' on Saturday, someone said something about "beam me up, Scotty" and I said, "that's not actually a quotation from Star Trek." And we had a mini fight, which my mom ended by saying I obviously knew because I was so obsessive (though I pointed out that I had known before I had seen a single episode, since it's one of those famous never-quoted-quotations...because I'm in denial about being obsessive).

2.  I watched the first two seasons of Criminal Minds religiously.  BEST SHOW EVER.  But when Mandy Patinkin left, so did I.  So, I have not watched it in years.

The Serendipity:

Well, just a few minutes ago, my parents turned on an episode, and about two scenes in there was this snippet of dialogue:

Reid:  Technically, no one ever said "Beam me up, Scotty."  The closest anyone ever got is in the season two episode "The Gamesters of Triskelion" in which Kirk says "Scotty, beam us up" and... 

Rossie:  Shut up, Reid.

I laughed.  And then I left, because I didn't really want to watch Criminal Minds.  It always freaked me out, and without Gideon there is no reason to suffer through the freakishness.  Plus, Hotch is such a downer.  An incredibly handsome dower, but a downer nonetheless.

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