Laehval tTemarr

::BIG, HUGE SIGH:: So, the deed is done. I saw the first showing of Serenity after work today and now I am totally wiped. Emotionally, physically, everything. That movie exhausted me. I went through the entire emotional spectrum. It sucked everything I had and I left reeling in sensory overload. IT WAS FRICKIN' AWESOME! And yes, I do have opinions about things I would have changed or found odd, but I'll keep those to myself to preserve the spirit of the movie. I've waited a year for this movie. It is probably the only movie I've ever gotten this excited about (Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, and Harry Potter included). Hell, I even made my own Serenity shirt that I wore to work today and the movies after. Yes, people made fun of me (good-naturedly), but I also found some closet Firefly fans at work! :P Now that it's over, I am more than a little sad. Not because the movie disappointed - It was better than I ever hoped! - but because the anticipation is gone! Serenity has come and gone and I don't have anything else to look forward to! (Movie-wise, of course.) Sure, there are some pretty good movies slated to come out this year, but the Firefly movie IS the pinnacle. I'd managed to save myself from spoilers and reviews alike, because I wanted to see for myself what sort of movie this would be. I was blown away with how good it was and did not want it to end. I will most definitely be going to see it before it leaves the theatres again. I hope that you all find your Serenity viewing experience just as good. And I DO hope they make a sequel! A GOOD sequel! They are out there! If anyone can do it, Joss can.

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"No, Herb. I think you are mistaken. That is not a new picture for the caption contest. It looks more like a red-tailed ninny bird." "Could THAT be it?" "No, that's a blimp." "Well... what about THAT?" "No, that's N'Dak mooning you from the building across the street." "Ah. So I suspected. I think I am quite blind now."

Harry Potter!

Yes! I am so cool! Modern, Cool Nerd 69 % Nerd, 52% Geek, 30% Dork My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 73% on nerdiness You scored higher than 73% on geekosity You scored higher than 49% on dork points

"Look Marge! It is the new photo for the caption contest! It is headed this way! Any day now..."

People have problems with long signatures? I think I'll lengthen mine a bit just to give them something to discuss. :) ::Evil Romulan Grin::

Firefly was the only recent Sci-Fi show that I watched every week. (Sorry, not even Enterprise could tempt me.) I saw it in the beginning on FOX and was addicted from the first show. I watched every week and SCREAMED when I found out it was cancelled. That ticked me off to no end. I had to buy the DVDs the day they were released. I'm not-so-patiently awaiting the arrival of the Firefly movie, Serenity, due to come out on September 30th! (As if you hadn't already heard me say this a dozen times by now.) www.serenitymovie.com I'm very glad that the Sci-Fi channel picked up Firefly for others to enjoy!

I play my Vulcan as a Vulcan should be played - minus the while emotionless thing, the being from Vulcan thing, and the penchant for logic thing. Add to that a somewhat evil nature, a bad attitude, and passionate emotions and you have my character. In short, I play her as a Romulan. ::Smirks.:: Which is exactly as it should be.

I am no closet Star Trek fan! Pretty much everyone that knows me, knows of my Science-Fiction addiction, my desire to one day to go the Shore Leave convention in Maryland, and the not-so-secret crush I have on Patrick Stewart. (Mama likes the older, bald types.) Of course, I get teased about it all the time by the non-Trek folks. My boss once made me a banner to hang over my desk. It was rather cool and I still have it as a matter of fact. One of the art guys used one of the Star Trek backgrounds on the website, the ST font and made a sign that said "Command Center". It was their way of telling me that they realized how much crap I had to deal with on a daily basis. Nearly all the troubles we had got sorted out at my desk. Then again, I wasn't alone. One of the other managers brought in one of the issues of his Star Trek Magazine so I could study the detailed schematics of Deep Space Nine. ;) My e-mail notification at work is Worf saying "Captain ... We have an incoming message". Yea. I'm pretty sure that everyone knows. Not as many people know about the sims, though. Not because I don't want to tell them, but because people that have never Role played and do not have the brain for it, cannot seem to understand the concept. I've RPed on AOL for years now. I met my husband in an RP chatroom. (And have been married for 6 years now.) I was a Star Trek simmer before there were academies or SFOL. Anytime I tell a non-simmer that, I get blank looks and glazed expressions. I'm sure you know the feeling. Yes, I am a big Star Trek geek and I don't care who knows it. - Now for the shameless non-Trek plug - Firefly rocks! For those of you that haven't seen the show, check it out on Sci-Fi Fridays. And of course, the movie comes out on September 30th! http://www.serenitymovie.com/ Go see it.

NFL kickoff is this Thursday and the NCAA college games are already in progress. (Sorry, I don't follow CFL or AFL leagues.) I, for one, am already anticipating the NCAA playoffs and the Super Bowl. There aren't many sports I follow. I watch baseball now and again, usually around World Series time. I love going to Hockey games, but find them boring to watch on TV. But football... that's another story. I'm not a crazed fanatic, I can't quote you stats on any of the players, and I couldn't tell you who is coaching... but I love to watch the games. (And no, I'm not just watching the game to admire at the player's butts.) College football is my favorite. I think that stems from growing up in the South (Alabama), where nearly EVERYONE has a favorite college team. Some joke that in 'Bama, you are either a University of Alabama fan or an Auburn University fan. No other teams matter. Every state has a rivalry or two, so I'm sure most of you know what I mean. I'm a huge Auburn fan. Last season they went 13-0 and won the SEC Championship, but didn't break away enough to gain the national title. Unfortunately, this year they've started off badly, losing their first game of the season tonight. I'm not giving up on them, though. I enjoy the games and watch as many as I can... especially when they play Alabama. And they'd better win again this year! War Eagle! And I suppose that I can't end this post without giving some support to the Pittsburgh Steelers. My husband has loved them since he was a kid, so I'm a fan by proxy. :blink: Go Steelers! ::waves her terrible towel:: So? How do you guys feel about football?

Here's the Thundercats theme for you to watch (cut and paste it into your browser for it to work, or follow the link to go to RetroJunk.com and do your own search). http://216.127.88.56/05ndopujl/themes/thundercats-intro.wmv Oh and Jem! just because I liked it too: http://207.44.156.76/05ndopujl/themes/jem_opening_l_319.wmv

This comes from Wikipedia: "Football" (or "foot-ball") originally referred to a wide variety of games played in medieval Europe, which were played on foot — that is, by peasants — as opposed to the games played by horse-riding aristocrats. The name was used initially for any game played on foot, not just those that involved kicking a ball. Here's the whole article if you wish to read it: Football (word)

Thundercats! HOOOOOOO! Was I the only one that found Cheetara sexy? :blink: And Ewwwww Kansas ... did you notice who the first person was that they interviewed?! Wesley must die!

Another article, this one giving a bit more in the way of physical description: Trekkies will beam at new cell phone Retro: The Star Trek Communicator Phone will, from the outside, resemble the '60s gadget By Robert Tuttle / Newsday / Salt Lake Tribune Two tech companies have announced plans to boldly go where no wireless phone company has gone before, with the release in September of a mobile telephone that resembles the communicators featured on the popular 1960s television series ''Star Trek.'' With a black body and face plate, the new Star Trek Communicator Phones will, from the outside, strongly resemble the devices featured on the show, although they will be slightly smaller, said Marie Wiese, vice president of marketing for Sona Mobile, a mobile software company that is partnering with Viacom Consumer Products to sell the phones. Flip them open, however, and they will look not much different from a cell phone, with the flip top forming the screen and the black body forming the dial pad, she said. ''It is obviously a natural,'' said Gary Berman, who grew up in New York and says he is an avid ''Star Trek'' fan. ''It is interesting that tech is catching up with what we have seen in the '60s.'' As co-chief executive of Creation Entertainment, Berman is the organizer of the Official Fourth Annual Star Trek Las Vegas Convention. The convention, which started Thursday, is expected to attract upward of 12,000 ''Star Trek,'' fans, in addition to Sona and Viacom, which will be exhibiting, he said. The new cell phones will be manufactured by an as-yet undisclosed company and, in the United States, will be serviced by an also undisclosed cellular network administrator, Wiese said. She added that ''Star Trek'' fans will have to pay $10 per month on top of their usual cell phone bills to own the special Star Trek phones and the special features and services that will come with them. These, Wiese said, will include instant Star Trek community message boards and a computer game called Fleetwars that phone users will be able to play with other phone users around the country. A Trekkie will even be able to download any ''Star Trek'' episode in streaming video on demand. Unlike the devices on the ''Star Trek'' series, however, Wiese said that users will have to speak into them like a normal phone, not flip them open and talk into them from a distance, as the characters did in the television program. Initially, the two companies will be marketing the phones in North America and Britain, attempting to tap into a market of loyal ''Star Trek'' fans that is believed to number in the millions. A Star Trek Communicator replica recently sold on eBay for a whopping 380 pounds sterling, or $682. Berman of Creation Entertainment said Trekkies offer an attractive market for technology product developers. They are manic devotees of the program and tend to be tech savvy. What is more, she said, ''They are wealthy. They are all the computer guys.''

Sautéed Shoe Leather By El'Riov Laehval tTemarr Daise'Engineer “Quit fussing over me!” “I can na help it, Laehval. Au make such a striking young woman in aur uniform.” Laehval grumbled, tugging at the high collar that threatened to strangle her. Her mother stood behind her, peering at her in the mirror. She was constantly fidgeting with Laehval's new uniform. After she'd adjusted the same buckle seven times and had brushed the shoulders free of non-existent lint, Laehval shrugged her off and turned to scowl. “Au are going to worry a hole in them if au do na stop.” Huffing, she turned back to the mirror and frowned at her reflection. “And au are going to crack that mirror if au keeping making such ugly faces. I think it is a nice fit. Au honor aur family.” “The way au fuss, au would think I was the only child au have. I am na the only io that has ever worn a uniform.” “Na, but au are the only io in the Galae.” “The only io stupid enough to join, au mean?” “Hush, before someone hears and drags au out to be executed. Au should be proud that au were accepted, though aur di'ranov and I were na surprised. Au have always had a gift in Engineering. And I know that aur first posting is only in the shipyards, but have au given any thought into taking Command courses? If au were transferred to a ship, au would make a wonderful Daise'Engineer, but I believe au have potential to be even more. Do au na think that au could make a good Enarrain?” Laehval turned to stare, blank-faced and open-mouthed. She blinked, looking as if her mother had just insulted her. After a moment, she found her voice. “Me?! Enarrain? Ri'nanov, au have got to stop drinking so much ale. Daise'Engineer I could see... in a few years, perhaps. But Enarrain? That's utter nonsense.” Her mother just shrugged, wearing a sly smile. Laehval’s frown deepened. “The day the Galae puts me in charge of a starship is the day I eat my standard issue uniform boots.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Sitting in the command chair of the RES Talon, Laehval peered down at her boots and wrinkled her nose. “I hate my ri'nanov,” she grumbled to herself. “What was that, Rekkhai?” An Erein behind her, bowed slightly as she turned to peer at him. “I was na speaking to au. Continue working with Operations on transporting any large debris to our cargo bay. Just because the Enarrain is na present does na mean that au have been given permission to be lazy.” Glaring until he turned back to his console to continue with his duties, Laehval returned her attention to the main viewer. The scene showed the resting place of the Firestorm; the point in space where it had exploded. Bits of hull plating, electrical systems, and biological material littered the area, obscuring the stars beyond. The pieces tumbled in various directions, not yet caught in the gravitational pull of any celestial body. Her gaze sweeping over the scene again, she glanced down to her chair console to the sensor readings. Thus far, those on the bridge were doing what the Enarrain had ordered them to do and the best way to get them to finish was to leave them alone. She was a firm believer in not agitating her underlings. An upset crew would only make more mistakes as they were distracted by their distress. Naturally, there were those few individuals that needed a heavier hand, but Laehval believed them to be the exception rather than the majority. It was one reason why she’d always resented t’Rexan’s interference in her department. Yelling at the Daise’Engineer would not make the ship be repaired any faster. Now, after several years of t’Rexan’s command, the two of them had finally come to an unspoken arrangement. Until now. Laehval clenched her jaw, mulling over t’Rexan’s words of praise and her promise of a commendation. The Enarrain never praised anyone. This change in behavior made her extremely uneasy. Laehval had never been gracious when taking compliments. On the contrary, she’d rather that people take her for granted than pay her any sort of attention. Her command of Engineering had been taken grudgingly, mainly out of love for the ship rather than a desire for power; though with her power as Daise she’d been able to tend to the ship as she saw fit and had upgraded many of the overlooked systems. Neither had Laehval ever thought of herself as a leader. She was surly, irritable, and rarely managed to find a rapport with anyone. The favored few in her department were the hard working individuals that had learned how best not to incur her wrath by doing their duties above and beyond her expectations. She was not charismatic or charming and she did not seem to have the aura of leadership that was expected of people in her position. She was respected, perhaps, but only because of her wide knowledge base and true expertise in her chosen field. So how is it that I again find myself in charge of the Talon, however briefly? Drumming her fingers on the arm of her chair, and still bewildered over the Enarrain’s change in attitude, Laehval stared out into space and pondered.

For the Romulan-challenged, I've included word translations at the bottom. On the bridge of the RES Night-terror, Sidari i-Ra'tleihfi ch'Tal sank into the captain’s seat. Camelot Station filled the main viewer as the helmsman moved them in close enough to dock. In her absence, ch’Tal’s first officer, tr’Nlaen had been given permission to dock with the station and was now seated beside her, overseeing the procedure. “Did au visit the lloann'na prisoners, Lhhei?” “Ie.” ch’Tal tapped in a quick sequence on her side console, bringing up ship reports. “And how did au find them?” “Weak, like every other lloann’na prisoner we’ve transported. I can na help but find them amusing, however. They attempt to stifle their emotions in order to make themselves appear unafraid, but they are na adept at controlling them.” “It will be amusing to watch them break.” ch’Tal sighed. “Na amusing. They break too easily… too quickly. Very delicate. Au must remember that the next time au interrogate io. That does na matter in this case, however. I expect that when we reach ch’Rihan, they will be tried and executed within a matter of days.” “Hardly seems worth the effort.” “Destroying lloann’na spies is worth any effort.” Throwing her first officer a pointed look, she finally glanced back to the main viewer. The bridge grew quiet as the station loomed before them. ch’Tal’s gaze frequently shifted to the distance readings, checking the ship’s status as they crept forward. The Night-terror halted without even the slightest jolt, sliding to dock with the station. “We’ve docked, Lhhei.” The helmsman turned in his chair to give her the official word. “Nicely done, Arrain. Continue with the remaining procedures and inform me when the station is ready to load our supplies.” The chiming of an incoming message caught her attention and she turned her head to peer at the Operations officer, waiting. “From Galae Command?” “Na, Enarrain. From the Tal Shiar, coded to au.” One eyebrow arching in mild surprise, ch’Tal rose from her seat. “Put it thorough to my Chambers. Au have the Oira, tr’Nlaen.” Once inside her ready room, she took a seat at her desk and activated her terminal. The black screen came to life, showing a revolving t’liss – the Bird of Prey symbol of the Romulan Empire. The actual connection came a few moments later after her console decoded the signal with classified authorization codes. A Romulan male appeared on screen, his uniform displaying the ranking of a Tal Shiar General. ch’Tal offered a slight nod. “Daise'Erei'Riov ch'Tal. Aur mission went well?” “Ie, Rekkhai. We have the spies locked in the br'tehh and have already extracted the requested samples from them.” “From all of them?” “Ie. We extracted blood, cells, and brain patterns from the two males while they were unconscious. The maenak had just finished with the female.” “And the clone?” “Still with them. I do na believe they realize that he is io. From what I gathered, they simply think that we extracted cells from him at some earlier point in time and used those cells to clone him.” “Then I can truthfully say that our first test subjects have preformed admirably. It is a pity that the lloann’na officers happened upon the other experiments. We shall have to destroy them and begin replicating subjects from the new material au have gained.” “May I inquire about the Alliance?” “Stable, for now. As long as we provide them with what they need, the rogue Founders will continue to favor us.” “That is good news.” ch’Tal nodded absently. “We have arrived at Camelot Station and will be receiving our supplies shortly. If everything goes well, we should arrive earlier than previously scheduled.” “Ssuaj-ha. Au have done well, Daise'Erei'Riov. If au make it back to ch’Rihan with those prisoners intact, au will receive the promised promotion and a place within the ranks of the Tal Shiar.” The male studied her for a long moment, seeming to be weighing something. “I have one more mission for au while au are at Camelot Station.” She blinked at him, waiting for the details. “There is a Rihan Ambassador currently aboard Camelot Station. We have been following her movements for a short time, but have been unable to discover where her loyalties truly lie. Should she attempt to interfere with aur primary mission, make sure she does na succeed. By whatever means necessary. If au are discovered, however, au will be on aur own. I do na believe I need to explain myself.” “Na, Rekkhai. It will be as au ask.” Still seated, ch’Tal gave him a deeper nod of respect. When she looked up, the General had already terminated the connection. Not the least bit surprised, she activated her terminal to access the station records and discover for herself the identity of the meddlesome Rihan Ambassador that she might have to kill. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- *Arrain - Romulan rank, equivalent to Starfleet Lieutenant *Au - You *Daise'Erei'Riov - Romulan rank, equivalent to Starfleet Commander *Rekkhai - Sir *Br'tehh - Brig *Maenak - Doctor *Ssuaj-ha - Understood *Enarrain - Captain *Ie - Yes *Io - One *Lhhei - Ma’am *Lloann'na - Federation *Na - No *Oira - Bridge

"So ... Batgirl ... what are you wearing?"

Say what you want about me! Go ahead ... talk about my Mama! Feel free to bash my characters any day of the week! But PLEASE don't talk about my Firefly! The mention of so few episodes gets me get all misty-eyed. ::Sniffle:: ;) September 30th is just around the corner! http://www.serenitymovie.com/ International Trailer: http://www.uip.nl/Pictures/seren/trailer2.mov

Caption: "Though M. Night Shyamalan toyed with casting Klingons in the role of meancing, crop-circle creating aliens in his movie Signs, he quickly changed his mind when one of his production assistants was not-so-accidentally impaled by a bat'leth after making fun of the Klingons' bumpy heads."

Kirk Thinking> Hmmmm... look at the frozen guy or stare at Lt. McGivers' legs. Mmmmmm.... Look at the frozen guy that has been frozen for years and isn't going anywhere or stare at Lt. McGivers' legs. Ooooooh. This is a really tough decision. Caption> Distracted by a crew-woman's sexy thighs, Captain Kirk inadvertently triggers the cryo-chamber and releases the Wrath of Khan. Soon after, Starfleet began issuing standard jumpsuit uniforms to all female personnel.

Just for you Huff! ^_^ I'd like a picture of a Star Trek Sock Monkey.

Someone find me a ... eh ... I think it's time for some Eye Candy for you guys. Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I want a picture of a female body builder so we can all see why a person shouldn't take steroids.

What about this one?