I didn’t stand a chance…
…and now? Neither does SHE!
You see, I was raised by a Trekor and then I married a Trekie, so I really had no say in the matter. And for those uninitiated – a TrekOR is a fan primarily of the original series, while a TrekIE did not become a fan until TNG – The Next Generation.
I remember spending hours, days even, watching the original series with my dad. For a few years there, all he asked for as gifts on Christmas and his birthday were copies of the episodes of The Original and TNG on VHS, and then on DVD. Sure, we got him other things too, but every trip to the “Big City” saw us with Episode Number lists in hand, scouring the Big Book Stores for the latest video tape releases. It took us about five years, but soon his collection was complete – and even included a few DVDs from Deep Sleep Nine.
(BTW – That’s how you know a REAL Trekie. Deep Sleep Nine = Deep Space Nine, which didn’t GO anywhere, so how could it be a voyage to “go where no man has gone before”? Also – did you know that the original line is as previously stated, and was changed to be “PC” for TNG to read “where no ONE has one before”? I told you – I had NO CHANCE as a child…)
Yes, we also watched Voyager – if only because Six = HAWT, though at least they were once again GOING SOMEWHERE – though we never succumbed to the Enterprise series. Needless to say, we’ve also seen, and own, every movie, somewhere within the family – they get passed around, and shared. I might even admit to the fact that I might possibly have a poster of Marina Sertis, autographed at a Star Trek Convention that I may or may not have attended, and also Marina Sertis = short but really cute in person. I assume.
What I’m saying is – I had no chance.
But in no way shape or form did I expect what came out of my daughter’s mouth last night. Here we were, Me and Papa, making plans for a movie night for the opening of the Star Trek movie – with the OMG HAWT new Kirk and SYLER as SPOCK and can you HEAR that? My Nerd is totally showing – as the opening night is right around Papa and Nana’s wedding anniversary. Then it happened. I turned around and told my daughter she’d have to babysit her sister, so we could watch Star Trek – and she said…
“Star Trek? Gross.”
Gross.
GROSS?!
Sigh. I called her Papa right back, and he was MORTIFIED! We’ll fix this though, we will. Even if it takes days of Star Trek Marathons. After all…
Resistance is Futile.
She will be Assimilated.
