Monday, November 20, 2006
Move over Jesus, Star Trek is on!
Star Trek has pretty much been the model that I have always lived my life by. At times I have looked to other places for answers, like self help groups, cults and religion, but ultimately Star Trek has always had the answers for me.
Take my job for instance: I work in office with a handful of people, I sit in front of a computer that makes all sorts of bizarre sounds and I don't even look up from the computer when I talk to the four other guys that work in the office with me. I work for a very conservative company that has a pretty strict dress code. We all where black shoes, khakis, and different color polo shirts. Did I mention that I only work with four other guys inside an office that can double as a bomb shelter if need be? Obviously, I make it a point to wear black pants and a green or yellow shirt as often as possible, but the reason why is our little secret.
Way before I started working for my current employer, I've always been smart enough to surround myself with people that I can trust with my life and that are smarter then me in some ways. Sometimes I don't exactly see the world the way that other people see it, so it's always good to have friends like Willsix or the Grumbler around, so I can say things like, "What the fuck does that mean"? Anytime that I've ever needed to be pulled back from the Abyss (and I've needed to be pulled back more than once) it's the same handful of people saving Captain Corky from the great void. I'd like to think that I've been there for them as well.
I don't think it's really necessary to point out all the multi-cultural women that I've been with. No need to boast! Besides, my wife thinks that I was a virgin who lived in his parents basement all my life before we met. Let's keep it that way, shall we?
With all that said, I don't think you could exactly classify me as a Trekkie. I would agree that Star Trek and television have had a very positive influence in shaping my future, my destiny and my brain pattern, but I don't think you could call me Trekkie, unless Trekkies are extremely good looking, kick ass and are cool. If that's the case, then by all mean call me a Trekkie.
Tomorrows post: The first time I sought out a new civilization, fucked a green haired woman, and corrected the social imbalance in that civilization's society, all with in an hour, and in Technicolor.
PS I added some new links to the blog and have a few more that I need to add.