LOOK AT THE THING LEVAR IS DOING
Also stick around at the end of the pitch video for the Brent Spiner cameo.
Also also: callback strip.
This is a crazy wonderful thing that a theater group in Portland called Atomic Arts has been putting on for five years running; it went from tiny in the first year to just huuuuuuuge these days, with probably a couple thousand people showing up yesterday at Cathedral Park for one of the final performances.
I went with my wife and staked out some decent watching space early in the day so we could see it with a bunch of Metafilter friends, and it was a lovely time. I took a bunch of photos of the performance and the crowd; here’s a few below, but you can check out all of the Trek in the Park photos on my flickr account.
Also, Garrett “Ensign Kim from Voyager” Wang flew in from DragonCon for a one-line cameo.
Anyway, some clever internet person a while back took the time to de-shake a few seconds of the Enterprise-D under attack, and the result is simultaneously predictable and delightful:
The entire internet appears to have noticed this great little supercut expose of Riker’s occasional crotch-over-the-top approach to sitting. Someone should really do a thorough video essay on his various postures and leans and such. But, yes:
Alright, Frakes, we get it.
Gates McFadden has a tumblr. On this she posts posed pictures of a 1/8 scale (give or take, but the rhyme is good) Dr. Beverly Crusher action figure grappling with post-Star Trek emotional baggage and the challenges of being a tiny action figure.
It is weird and wonderful and I don’t know, just go there.
There’s a nice short little reflection that Wil just posted on his blog, about looking back at TNG as an adult who remembers being a kid out of his depth at the time. You should go read it, it won’t take long.
But there’s a key bit in particular that resonates with me, both as someone writing his own take on Wesley Crusher in this odd comic and as just a thirty-something dude who spends some time looking back with complicated feelings about being a sometimes scared and arrogant and full-of-shit kid trying to figure out adult life:
I wish I could go back in time and tell that kid to relax and enjoy what was a pretty awesome job, but I know that he wouldn’t listen to me any more than he’d have listened to anyone else. He was a confused, weird, awkward nerd trying so hard to be an adult, and failing spectacularly.
Maybe it’s odd but I’m kind of enjoying giving Wes a little bit more of a chance to be a dumb joyful kid and just goof off, even if only while the holodeck’s busted.
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Tire of Latin?
It is simple and delightful. Makes me want to spend more time with Star Trek and markov chains.
(Via several folks on twitter and email. Thanks!)