

An ice man!
“Life forms. You precious little lifeforms. You tiny little lifeforms. Where are you?”
- Lt. Cmdr Data, Star Trek: Generations


An ice man!


American medical system be like…


IIIIIIIIIIIII’lllll TAAAAEEEEEKKKKK YOOOOO HOOOOOOEM, AGAAAAAAAIN KATHLEEEEEN!


Honestly, there’s a point of enlightenment where somehow, this over and over is better than the alternative.
For instance, when I was a kid, my mother once tuned into one of Vegas-area FM radio stations, and they must have been having budget issues because the songs they played real “zingers” like some weird late 80s/early 90s version of “Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer” with a robot announcer and “Rocking Around the Christmas Tree”… sung by Elmo from Sesame Street.


Luckily, I know he’s probably fine because he literally just toured, although crazy non-health-related things can still happen; John Flansburgh of They Might Be Giants was this close to getting taken out in a car crash back in 2022. He broke multiple ribs and their already-delayed-from-COVID tour got pushed into 2023; he’s doing better now (although I imagine still dealing with crap) - I saw TMBG in 2025, and am hoping to see them again in 2027.
Weird Al and the TMBG Johns are all about the same age, so I’m really worried they’ll all die at about the same time some time in the 2030s or 2040s and leave me devastated; mostly hoping that Al’s vegetarianism means he lives longer than TMBG so I don’t have to face it all at the same time.


I turned in my early ballot back on October 30th.
Mostly glad for the national results (holy frick, Texas!), although a few bad propositions passed in my state, and my congressional district stayed red where most of the rest of the state went more blue than usual. At least I kept an idiot out of the governor’s office.


I think I have a prototype of a browser extension somewhere on my computer whose only function is to hide the comments button on Phoronix.



Will Riker is going to have a bad time, then.


Honestly, if we’re going to commit war crimes, let’s at least do it in style.


For Seven’s sake, too bad Jellico didn’t get stuck in the Delta Quadrant.


Gosh, I love that quote; just rewatched Generations last night as part of my memorial activities.


If Wil Wheaton was never in TNG for the youth appeal, my mom might have never watched The Next Generation as a tween/teen, and by proxy, I may have never watched watched it. Also, he was really fun in Star Trek: Prodigy.


https://startrek.website/post/12349474
Yes, finally, someone else who recognizes the meme potential of this frame!


You sure that’s not just Prepotente from Dungeon Crawler Carl?


DS9 is about the only 80s/90s Trek series with an almost completely watchable 1st season, though.


As stupid as it is, at least this attempt at reviving Winamp doesn’t seem to have any rhetoric about how it’s going to be “built for the glorius inevitable agentic AI future revolution from the ground up” and talk about how “curating music has never been easier” because their “most advanced music AI in human history” takes away the need to have any personality, taste, or ears of your own.


I mean, the Blu-Rays are still easy enough to find and rip, although you have to spend $40 on season 1 because they never released reason 1 as one set. But honestly, giving Paramount cash in any form isn’t that compelling.


Hey, sneaking Alexander onto the holodeck is more than Worf ever did as a father.


I’ll have to see if this is in the officially published edition, but I’m currently at my dorm and both my Tech Manuals are at home.
One I bought in a used book shop in Sedona, and the other I got with a big load of Trek books that someone gave away back in 2025.
Um, what about that time on the Enterprise when he got possessed by some ancient evil and held his family at gunpoint and was this close to killing them?
Or that time he had to deal with his former captain trying to start a war with the Cardassian.
Heck, O’Brien had already survived Setlik III long before he was in the transporter room.
Truth is, O’Brien’s life in Starfleet is just one long line of suffering broken by periods of occasional peace.