Yes.
It is August 29th, 1973, a Wednesday. You and a couple of friends are gathered around the big TV in the main hall of the dorm. The last details of the plan had been finalized over the weekend as you rode around a little after going to watch American Graffiti (by some guy named Lucas) in Jack's 1967 Chevelle. It's another hot evening now, but you're inside with the good camera, the magnifying glass taped to the stick, and the books weighing down the end of the stick on top of the TV, so the magnifying glass is just over where the text will be. On top of those books is the TV Guide that said what tonight's episode would be ... you hope it's right.
Jimmy still has his Polaroid camera but nobody knows why he brought it again . . . it didn't cut the mustard last time this episode aired in the spring. At least the pictures give you a sense of where the diagram will be. You're worried about the exposure or whatever . . . Jimmy's flash had gone off which left a big white splotch on the picture of the screen, but it was also maybe the only way that you could even see the screen . . . the thick squarish picture had a dark view of the scene, and maybe without the flash it would be too bright. You think again that maybe the best thing would be to just try to catch it on the 8mm your dad has at home and project it as big as you can on a white wall and take a picture of that before the frame gets melty, but maybe that's what you'll try if this doesn't work.
A few minutes before the episode starts, Fred comes in. He likes the show, too, but he's always trying to act like he's not as interested as he really is. He's always riveted to the screen but then acts aloof to the "dorks" like you and your pals, leaving immediately after the show ends while you guys talk about it. He isn't into that dork stuff, you understand, even though you've heard him slip with "this is a good part" or "wait, here she comes", and sometimes he'll even say stuff that must have come from an episode you haven't seen. You and your pals only found the show last year so you know he must have been watching probably since it came out. Now he's going to have trouble watching it with this dorky contraption in the way.
"Are you guys trying to take a picture of the show again?"
"Yes, there's a diagram of the Enterprise and the Romulans' Klingon ship I want to trace, and there's a scale bar on it I want to see if we can see. Jack swears he saw an episode where they look into the the top and he thinks the ship's like 500 feet long, but he didn't get to watch the whole thing. Jimmy thinks it's bigger, we both think Jack is crazy, and we saw this one a few months ago and I wanted to try to catch it."
You see him pause, assuming he's searching for an insult or deciding how to break the stick with the magnifying glass taped to it but instead he gets a look of ... is that pity?
"Hang on," he says, and he hurries down the hall. Just as the episode starts, he returns with a book.
"It's in here," he says, with a book titled The Making of Star Trek. Your mind is blown; you've never seen this before. "And it's just like what was on the big screen of this one at the convention . . . "
"The what?"
He continues like he didn't hear, wrapped in his memory: "... They had a 16 millimeter print of this episode and 'The Cage' ... the one they made 'The Menagerie' from that has that scene he saw in it ... it was great. You could see everything. The ship is like a thousand feet, the size of a carrier. But if you dorks tell anyone about this your underwear will be on your head, capice? Better yet," he says, swiping it back, "go get your own ... I don't want you greasy sweaty dorks pulling your pud at my book."
He returned from putting the book back in his room around the same time the Romulan Commander turned around. You'd been so distracted you didn't have your camera ready, so the contraption was out of the way now. "Good, I didn't miss her," he slipped.
A few minutes before the episode starts, Fred comes in. He likes the show, too, but he's always trying to act like he's not as interested as he really is. He's always riveted to the screen but then acts aloof to the "dorks" like you and your pals, leaving immediately after the show ends while you guys talk about it. He isn't into that dork stuff, you understand, even though you've heard him slip with "this is a good part" or "wait, here she comes", and sometimes he'll even say stuff that must have come from an episode you haven't seen. You and your pals only found the show last year so you know he must have been watching probably since it came out. Now he's going to have trouble watching it with this dorky contraption in the way.
"Are you guys trying to take a picture of the show again?"
"Yes, there's a diagram of the Enterprise and the Romulans' Klingon ship I want to trace, and there's a scale bar on it I want to see if we can see. Jack swears he saw an episode where they look into the the top and he thinks the ship's like 500 feet long, but he didn't get to watch the whole thing. Jimmy thinks it's bigger, we both think Jack is crazy, and we saw this one a few months ago and I wanted to try to catch it."
You see him pause, assuming he's searching for an insult or deciding how to break the stick with the magnifying glass taped to it but instead he gets a look of ... is that pity?
"Hang on," he says, and he hurries down the hall. Just as the episode starts, he returns with a book.
"It's in here," he says, with a book titled The Making of Star Trek. Your mind is blown; you've never seen this before. "And it's just like what was on the big screen of this one at the convention . . . "
"The what?"
He continues like he didn't hear, wrapped in his memory: "... They had a 16 millimeter print of this episode and 'The Cage' ... the one they made 'The Menagerie' from that has that scene he saw in it ... it was great. You could see everything. The ship is like a thousand feet, the size of a carrier. But if you dorks tell anyone about this your underwear will be on your head, capice? Better yet," he says, swiping it back, "go get your own ... I don't want you greasy sweaty dorks pulling your pud at my book."
He returned from putting the book back in his room around the same time the Romulan Commander turned around. You'd been so distracted you didn't have your camera ready, so the contraption was out of the way now. "Good, I didn't miss her," he slipped.