Being completely narcissistic, it only took four days for me to show up as a character in the comic strip. This is a true story by the way although, after the fact, my next-door neighbor told me that if she had know I was going to be all alone on Christmas, she would’ve invited me to spend it with her family. So at least I know that people cared. That is also an accurate representation of the crappy TV we had, too.

Either way, how could I go wrong with seven Star Trek movies*, in letterbox**, in a row?!?

*by the point that had only gotten up to Generations
**which was a big deal at the time

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