*sigh*

So here I am, stuck in Chicago, tired and bored…is there anything to do in this town?

I had such a great time meeting altenra when I was in San Francisco and spending time with lacaba in Costa Mesa that I’ve been spoiled; I’ve forgotten what a drag it is to be in a strange city by myself.

Think I’ll go to bed.

I figured it out!

Something weird came over me last night–don’t know if it was the phase of the moon, or Mad Cow disease, or what–and I watched an episode of “Star Trek: Voyager” on TV. Normally, I’d sooner stick pins in my eyes; I have no idea what possessed me.

I’m no big fan of Star Trek, but Voyager in particular has always especially annoyed me, and I’ve never been quite able to figure it out.

Until now. Watching Voyager last night, it suddenly hit me: I’ve seen all this before! So here it is, boys and girls, the Big Secret. But shh! You have to promise not to tell.

Star Trek: Voyager is nothing but a techie remake of Gilligan’s Island.

No, really. Think about it. Did you ever see that one episode–you know, the one where they almost figured out a way to make it home, but in the end, they didn’t?

And it’s not just the plot. the characters are the same, too.

Captain Janeway: The Skipper. The cool, in-charge character who’s never really in charge at all. Well, I mean, she is, but only in a democratic sort of way, and only when it’s important to this week’s plot, you know?

Neelix: Gilligan. The mostly harmless, goofy sidekick who once in a while interjects a Pithy Thought to make that episode’s Big Point.

Tuvok: The Professor. With ears.

7of 9: Ginger. A tech-head reinterpretation of the Glamorous, Unavailable Woman; techies don’t go for movie stars, they go for techie chicks with big—um, spare parts.

Chakotay: Thurston Howell.Stay with me here, this isn’t a stretch. He started out independent and powerful (remember, he was a captain of his own vessel), and now he’s slumming with the other castaways.

Torres: Mrs. Howell. Opinionated, stubborn, and Chakotay’s bitch.

Kes: Maryann. Obvious, really.

And now you know the truth.

From the mouths of babes…

…and television screenwriters…

“Monogamy is just for lesbians.”
–Will & Grace

I know some straight couples AND some lesbians who would take exception to that!

You make bathtime so much fun…

My friend D. and her girlfriend went on vacation in Canada recently, and brought me back a present:

It’s a devil duckie. It makes bathtime fun, AND leads you on the road to Hell. How cool is that?

Ups & Downs

Your Horoscope
Aries: (March 21ÑApril 19)
Every day, in every way, you’re getting better and better. But at this rate, you won’t be good enough for 64 more years.

Been so busy living life these past few weeks, I haven’t had time to properly document it. Is that a bug or a feature?

In the Good column:

Flew my plane for the first time last week. Going out to the airfield again tomorrow, assuming I can get my engine properly tuned this evening–it’s running a bit hot. Flying R/C airplanes is significantly more challenging than it looks…

Went to a fly-in at the airfield, which attracted model airplane enthusiasts from all over the state (and got to watch a prop-driven R/C model fly through the speed traps at 195.6 miles per hour); went to PolyTampa; spent the weekend with M., the “other”girlfriend.

In the Bad column:

kellyv finally put down her foot and made L. and I break up. Which, just for the record, sucks.

In the Other column:

Going to be presenting imposition software for a client at a trade show in Chicago early next month. The day after I return from Chicago, kellyv and I are going to Virginia for her cousin’s wedding.

Going to MacWorld San Francisco in January! MacWorld is always a blast; last year, I met altenra there; this year, I’ll be hooking up with my friend S., who I haven’t seen in six years or so (and who recently dropped back into my life from out of nowhere, or at least from Seattle).

And I’ve completed fifty SETI at Home work units in the past couple of weeks. So there.

On wreckage and smoking craters

Flew my plane for the first time on Saturday.

The good news: It flies very well–and very fast. Cruising speed about 65 miles per hour, not bad for a trainer.

The bad news: Using the wrong cable between my transmitter and the flight instructor’s transmitter resulted in…er, “erratic operation.” The instructor tried to bring it down and the transmitter quit working–plane came down about 50 yards short of the runway, and broke the tail section clean off.

Easy fix, and the proper cable is on the way. Maybe this weekend…

In other news, the SymToys Web site, our new Web site for Onyx and Symphony, is online…

Something that bears repeating

“Atrocity is recognized as such by victim and perpetrator alike, by all who learn about it at whatever remove. Atrocity has no excuses, no mitigating argument. Atrocity never balances or rectifies the past. Atrocity merely arms the future for more atrocity. It is self-perpetuating upon itself–a barbarous form of incest. Whoever commits atrocity also commits those future atrocities thus bred.”
–Frank Herbert