I should have been in bed trying to sleep, if not actually sleeping.
Instead, I watched the series finale of Star Trek: Deep Space 9, again. At one point, while Vic Fontaine is singing, I started geeking out on the set dressing--the goofy red cowboy slot machine, his name in lights, the microphone with the huge cable he has to drag around as he walks among the audience--to an empty room. I wasn't even really listening to myself. I think I need a geek. How much do they cost?
2 comments:
You have the last few sesons! You lucky bastard!
I only have the last season, but in some waysI suppose, that still makes me a lucky bastard.
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