That's Illogical
In a sign of tragic sadness, Mrs Bison and I have got into the habit of watching Star Trek re-runs on Saturday night if we happen to be at home. (Who am I kidding? We're always at home, on account of having no life.) We're not Trekkies, you understand, and I'd heartily support the death penalty for anyone who claims to be able to speak Klingon or who dresses up as Mr Spock on weekends. It's just that the show has now become a piece of history, harkening back to our schooldays, when we used to watch it after tea during the week.
It's also fun because it's so amazingly shit. We missed the start of this week's episode and joined just in time to see Captain Kirk on a planet surface with a few men you'd never seen before, in red shirts, who you just knew were going to die soon. The thing is, this planet looked exactly the fucking same as the last two planets they beamed down onto, i.e. just like a cheap studio mock-up. They're supposed to be on a five year mission, but at the rate they get through anonymous men in red shirts (who meet their end in all sorts of weird ways practically every week) I'd be surprised if they had enough people left to keep the ship running. ("I cannae give ye anymore power Captain, all my engineers are fuckin' deid.")
Fortunately a good Scotch turns Star Trek from pointless ancient shit into fabulous humor-filled viewing. Provided you drink enough of it.
It's also fun because it's so amazingly shit. We missed the start of this week's episode and joined just in time to see Captain Kirk on a planet surface with a few men you'd never seen before, in red shirts, who you just knew were going to die soon. The thing is, this planet looked exactly the fucking same as the last two planets they beamed down onto, i.e. just like a cheap studio mock-up. They're supposed to be on a five year mission, but at the rate they get through anonymous men in red shirts (who meet their end in all sorts of weird ways practically every week) I'd be surprised if they had enough people left to keep the ship running. ("I cannae give ye anymore power Captain, all my engineers are fuckin' deid.")
Fortunately a good Scotch turns Star Trek from pointless ancient shit into fabulous humor-filled viewing. Provided you drink enough of it.
posted by Mr Bison at
1:01 PM
3 Comments:
Oh dear, you better not let Mr Jaggy find out you like Star Trek, he'd have you publicly flogged for such an admission.
Personally, he can kiss my fucking dilithium crystals!
Ya pair of big fucking Nerds.
Your big plastic ears and "beam me up Scotty" T-shirts are in the post.
Fuck off Jaggy, I happen to know for a fact that you are word perfect on every episode of 'Mythbusters' and keep a photo of Adam & Jamie in your wallet.
You're also the only man in Scotland that knows the front side bus speed of his computer.
Geek.
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