|For those unfamiliar with Star Trek, Q was sort of a magical space |
wizard who occasionally showed up with a mariachi band. No, really.
|At least the opera wasn't in Klingon,|
which is also a thing that exists.
|One beep for 'yes,' two beeps for 'no'|
and three beeps for 'just let me die.'
|"We prefer the term, 'fancy' |
thank you very much."
-Monocle and Top Hat Guy
Cool, right? Ok, so back to Q. I'm sorry to say that we were totally those people. I'm not proud of it, but after the Q and A session (sorry, that's what they actually called it), we went and stood in line to get our pictures taken with John de Lancie, who, I don't know, probably just wanted to go home but was totally a good sport about it.
|Above: My pal Kiley, me and Mr. John de Lancie all breathing the same air.|
Nitrogen mostly, with just enough oxygen that we didn't die. Oh, and some
argon, but nobody really cares about that, the point is Q. I mean, Q!