We spent too much time in Memorial Auditorium.
We flung ketchup packets onto the ceiling in Kriner Diner.
Diffy's fries were the only cure for hangovers.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
ARCHON/St. Louis
Here I am at the ARCHON convention with my new friends.
I think she's that scantilly clad chick from the one planet who Kirk fell in love with then she dies. Also it's the first on-screen inter-racial kiss. Unless you mean me? And no on the theme drinks but that is a GREAT idea.
Wasn't it just yesterday that Connie pantsed, or rather 'shortsed' Ross in Kriner Diner? So where did all these grey hairs come from and why is there a minivan in my garage?
We may eat better now. We certainly drink better beer. Who notices receding hairlines and proceeding stomachs. We are still Masquers. Everytime we converge again, sometimes not seeing each other for years, all those mortage payments and incompetent bosses slip away.
We remember watching the sun come up over The Wall. We discuss the McMansioning of America. The past makes us who we are, but we don't need to live in it.
Followers
You Know I Can't Hear You When the Water's Running
2 comments:
o.k. I get the drunk trekkies- but who is the other lady supposed to be? Looks like fun. Did they have "Star Trek" drinks?
I think she's that scantilly clad chick from the one planet who Kirk fell in love with then she dies. Also it's the first on-screen inter-racial kiss. Unless you mean me? And no on the theme drinks but that is a GREAT idea.
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