A bucket full of shatner… November 22, 2004
Posted by Aaron in : Links, Play , trackbackWell I’ve returned from the chilly region known as north-eastern iowa. A reasonably nice drive, I even managed to pull it off in a hair over 6 hours (which is the standing record btw, ignoring what Jax & Victor did when they seriously broke the speed limit). Though of course I basicly don’t remember any of it. Mom never likes to hear that I can drive 6 hours and not really remember the drive, but its such a mundain drive along a route I’ve done so many times. Once cruise control is on, all there is to do is navigate between cities & avoid collisions, neither of which exactly require the higher brain functions. Which is marvelous because it let me ponder deeper issues in life.
Things like is “WWDBD” really a good question to ask before every action? (for those not in the know, which would be most of you since only one other person besides myself would know… wait a sec, where was I? oh yes, WWDBD –> What Would David Bowie Do?) An amusing side note, I don’t think Katie was expecting me to start singing “Magic Dance” when she mentioned her brother, Matt, had purchased the Labyrinth soundtrack.
Another thing I considered as I skittered down various interstates in Illinois, involves William Shatner. How is it that he is so amazingly amusing? Friday night after driving up to Iowa I found myself watching Conan O’Brien and discovered to my joy that musical great, William Shatner, was the first guest. Apparently he’s got a new album out, and before those of you who have heard any of his previous albums (or Leonard Nimoy’s work for that matter) get up and leave, apparently the critics love this album.
One of the funnier stories that I relayed to Matt & Katie over plates of roast beast or pie that I was forced to eat while visiting my prior home church up there was about how Deforest Kelly refused to talk to Shatner any more than he had to on the Start Trek set for two years. Apparently when Kelly told him that his dog had died, Shatner laughed. It seems that the dog in question was a chiuaua, and the death caused by said chiuaua running into a sprinker head. A sad, but admittedly very amusing way to loose a dog, perhaps a hint that you shouldn’t label a dog what could be more easily called a large rat.
Anyway, having had a day of stuffing my face followed by haphazard ping-pong, tag-team pool and, well, the 6 hour drive, I believe I am finally ready to try going to sleep. After I tinker with some broken code that I realized the cause an hour into the drive up, then have had to wait until now to fix. Yes, I know I’m a geek, but at least I know how a turkey pop-up timer works, which I would insist is a key issue when it comes to date-ability. So all you single women out there, you know where to find me, I’m the one clinging to a tree.
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