Star Trekkin...
Sep. 14th, 2005 12:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
but it's not my fault. It started early, as did all of my geeky indoctrination. I have baby pictures where I am apparently learning to access Secret Agent Man from DOS at the age of three months... nah I'm just kidding, I'm sure it was tetris. Was SAM even released then? Hmm... I don't know. In any case, there's photos of me and my dad at a computer when I was merely days/weeks old, with an Oscillascope in the background. My dad still has the same desk... with much nicer computers (yes multiple computers).
Anyways. Leadership. No, Star Trek. Right. When I was four, Star Trek: The Next Generation premiered with 'Encounter at Farpoint' My dad and my mom and brother and baby sister (it was also the year she was born) and I sat together and watched. Even now, I remember very clearly the first time that familiar theme music played and how fascinated I was. Every week after, for seven years very nearly without fail, we would all get together and watch the adventures of Picard, Riker, Troi, Worf, O'Brien, La Forge, Crusher and Weasel, Data, Barclay, Yar (til the oil got her), Ashley Judd in one two episodes way before her fame and fortune and racecar driver husband, and the ship (before Troi crashed it!). My Dad and I were the biggest fans, and it was something we could always do together and talk about, in addition to all the other geeky things that we loved. One of my prized posessions when I was younger was a binder that my dad printed out for me that one of his friends had given him. I'm still not sure where he got ahold of it actually, but in it's pages were every episode of Star Trek TNG ever. With a synopsis and guest stars, complete with appendices. It was big enough to kill someone with. I lugged that thing all over the place, loving having all that trivia at my fingertips at any time. I still have it tucked away in a box with my other prized childhood treasures, its usefullness now overshadowed by the awesome data gathering power of the internet and startrek.com. But it reminds me of nights watching Star Trek, and of great times with my dad, staying up too late on a school night discussing politics and why Klingons were awesome. It also reminds me of getting to go to work with my dad, when he worked late or I was home from school. (he is a software engineer) Walking through/by the tape room with it's thrumming and whirring and the smell of hot plastic (computer labs make me smile). Dot Matrix Printers, Giant Color Printers, tearing the edges off of my paper.
To further compound my Trekkie-ness, my Aunt owned every single episode of the Original Star Trek on tape. Except for one that my grandparents 'accidentally' taped over. Whenever, we went over to my Grandparent's house, I would watch Star Trek on their ugly couch, or read something from my Grandma's unending supply of books. (they ran a bookstore then). Now, I've read so many books, that I get money to pick my own, because my list is ever changing, due to the pace of my addiction... :D
Anyways. Leadership. No, Star Trek. Right. When I was four, Star Trek: The Next Generation premiered with 'Encounter at Farpoint' My dad and my mom and brother and baby sister (it was also the year she was born) and I sat together and watched. Even now, I remember very clearly the first time that familiar theme music played and how fascinated I was. Every week after, for seven years very nearly without fail, we would all get together and watch the adventures of Picard, Riker, Troi, Worf, O'Brien, La Forge, Crusher and Weasel, Data, Barclay, Yar (til the oil got her), Ashley Judd in one two episodes way before her fame and fortune and racecar driver husband, and the ship (before Troi crashed it!). My Dad and I were the biggest fans, and it was something we could always do together and talk about, in addition to all the other geeky things that we loved. One of my prized posessions when I was younger was a binder that my dad printed out for me that one of his friends had given him. I'm still not sure where he got ahold of it actually, but in it's pages were every episode of Star Trek TNG ever. With a synopsis and guest stars, complete with appendices. It was big enough to kill someone with. I lugged that thing all over the place, loving having all that trivia at my fingertips at any time. I still have it tucked away in a box with my other prized childhood treasures, its usefullness now overshadowed by the awesome data gathering power of the internet and startrek.com. But it reminds me of nights watching Star Trek, and of great times with my dad, staying up too late on a school night discussing politics and why Klingons were awesome. It also reminds me of getting to go to work with my dad, when he worked late or I was home from school. (he is a software engineer) Walking through/by the tape room with it's thrumming and whirring and the smell of hot plastic (computer labs make me smile). Dot Matrix Printers, Giant Color Printers, tearing the edges off of my paper.
To further compound my Trekkie-ness, my Aunt owned every single episode of the Original Star Trek on tape. Except for one that my grandparents 'accidentally' taped over. Whenever, we went over to my Grandparent's house, I would watch Star Trek on their ugly couch, or read something from my Grandma's unending supply of books. (they ran a bookstore then). Now, I've read so many books, that I get money to pick my own, because my list is ever changing, due to the pace of my addiction... :D
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Date: 2005-09-14 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-14 01:36 pm (UTC)Bowing down to your Trekkie-ness
Date: 2005-09-14 01:43 pm (UTC)And I've still never completed watching any Star Trek series...
hmm.
At least I have the funny Dad-work geekdom stories too. :)
Re: Bowing down to your Trekkie-ness
Date: 2005-09-14 01:49 pm (UTC)Re: Bowing down to your Trekkie-ness
Date: 2005-09-14 01:54 pm (UTC)I know I'm not a scifi geek!
I have lots and lots to learn
Like how oil can kill a person.. hmm..
Re: Bowing down to your Trekkie-ness
Date: 2005-09-14 02:26 pm (UTC)Re: Bowing down to your Trekkie-ness
Date: 2005-09-14 02:30 pm (UTC)Okay, I won't!