I learned to read in the third grade on my dads Star Trek books. Something about them struck a chord. Kirk, Spock, McCoy, and the family in space. They're gods, people I respect, love, and admire. Fictional people, like Bruce Wayne or Clark Kent or Luke Skywalker. People who had been through alot more then I could ever imagined possible to someone like myself.
A frak up or what have you.
But they faced everything with a pizzaz and a grace and ...
well everything I have admired about these people I would take a bullet for. But I've spent the last thirty years coming to the realization that I am a poor student, of them and of life, and by gosh the only reason I am writing this tonight is because this new movie is the only thing holding me together right now. I'm excited, and I can't wait to see the new adventure of the crew that I learned to love from a coloring book my grandma got me at the dirt mall, a bunch of books that let me escape and learn when I needed to most, and a cartoon that were all spawned from the source material that brings us all here checking this instead of porn or stocks or whatever.
I love Star Trek. And this new incarnation may not live up to my expectations, or hopes, but nothing else has. And right now its a reminder that there are alot of things worth living for, even when...
hell. I'm not a bricklayer, I'm not a spinal surgeon, I'm not even Dead. Jim. But Star Trek is giving me a reason to not hate myself and everything tonight. And it's done it before.
A frak up or what have you.
But they faced everything with a pizzaz and a grace and ...
well everything I have admired about these people I would take a bullet for. But I've spent the last thirty years coming to the realization that I am a poor student, of them and of life, and by gosh the only reason I am writing this tonight is because this new movie is the only thing holding me together right now. I'm excited, and I can't wait to see the new adventure of the crew that I learned to love from a coloring book my grandma got me at the dirt mall, a bunch of books that let me escape and learn when I needed to most, and a cartoon that were all spawned from the source material that brings us all here checking this instead of porn or stocks or whatever.
I love Star Trek. And this new incarnation may not live up to my expectations, or hopes, but nothing else has. And right now its a reminder that there are alot of things worth living for, even when...
hell. I'm not a bricklayer, I'm not a spinal surgeon, I'm not even Dead. Jim. But Star Trek is giving me a reason to not hate myself and everything tonight. And it's done it before.