Captain's Blog, Stardate 2004.11.3
Nov. 2nd, 2004 10:36 pmWe have arrived on the far side of 21st Century Earth, in the city known as Sydney. It is only a brief visit, so I will use the time to re-establish contact with the alien species known as the
zarabee, and try to understand why the Zarabee's race have just re-elected their inept leader, the curiously named 'Mr. Sheen', a man probably in league with a great deceiver in power on the other side of this planet known as 'Teflon Tony'. I expect they may at least have clean kitchens, if not clean consciences.
I shall also make a visit to the Galaxy Bookshop, where I expect I shall purchase a few more Sacred Science Fiction Texts for the Picard Library. Then I shall be re-stocking my personal supply of Wolf Blass 'Yellow Label', which Mr. Worf advises me is a wine much revered by Klingons. As I don't want Worf conducting a one-man Klingon raid on my collection of fine Australian wines I must convince him that "this is not a wine for drinking, this is a wine for laying down and avoiding" [Monty Python, 1974], but he is welcome to sample the crap that comes out of the food replicator. Captaincy should have its privileges.
Supplementary: Speaking of food replicators, my newly appointed Number One, Commander Will Whiteside, a Scotsman of fine Glaswegian stock and something of a Trekkie by all accounts, today convinced me to try a recipe known as "Tea, Earl Grey, Hot". Sounds like a fine British tradition that ought to be taken up by a most un-French Frenchman such as myself.
I shall also make a visit to the Galaxy Bookshop, where I expect I shall purchase a few more Sacred Science Fiction Texts for the Picard Library. Then I shall be re-stocking my personal supply of Wolf Blass 'Yellow Label', which Mr. Worf advises me is a wine much revered by Klingons. As I don't want Worf conducting a one-man Klingon raid on my collection of fine Australian wines I must convince him that "this is not a wine for drinking, this is a wine for laying down and avoiding" [Monty Python, 1974], but he is welcome to sample the crap that comes out of the food replicator. Captaincy should have its privileges.
Supplementary: Speaking of food replicators, my newly appointed Number One, Commander Will Whiteside, a Scotsman of fine Glaswegian stock and something of a Trekkie by all accounts, today convinced me to try a recipe known as "Tea, Earl Grey, Hot". Sounds like a fine British tradition that ought to be taken up by a most un-French Frenchman such as myself.
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Date: 2004-11-09 08:09 pm (UTC)We have arrived on the far side of 21st Century Earth, in the city known as Sydney. It is only a brief visit, so I will use the time to re-establish contact with the alien species known as the zarabee, and try to understand why the Zarabee's race have just re-elected their inept leader, the curiously named 'Mr. Sheen', a man probably in league with a great deceiver in power on the other side of this planet known as 'Teflon Tony'. I expect they may at least have clean kitchens, if not clean consciences.
Very nice it was to see you too, as you'll no doubt have discovered after perusing my entry relating to the matter.
...and I hope you realise how difficult it was not to wag work the next day and drag you off to Bronte beach while the sunshine lasted. It vanished the moment you left town. I do mean that literally, not figuratively.
As to Mr Sheen, I can only claim mass hallucination. Or perhaps the ubiquitous "prosperity".
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Date: 2004-11-10 01:04 am (UTC)I made another quick visit to Galaxy the following morning. So many books, so little time...
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Date: 2004-11-10 01:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-10 07:18 am (UTC)Contacted Richard Harland yet? A shiny first edition would be nice...
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Date: 2004-11-10 01:14 pm (UTC)Emailed Richard, should hear back soon as to whether he has (or can acquire) copies.